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roвв ѕтarĸ » ĸιng ιn тнe norтн ([personal profile] robb) wrote in [community profile] asgardeventide 2013-01-02 06:29 am (UTC)

[ it is. the gods may hold little to no honour in robb's eyes but there are small things, moments like these that hold his attention. that cement the idea - that perhaps being stuck here in this realm has it's value. but jon - jon is here and he's surprised.

( the next time i see you, you will be all in black )

he remembers that day so vividly. just short after bran fell and they were to part ways. times were so much simpler. before time had changed them all - before he wore a crown, before jon left to join uncle benjen at the wall, before sansa's tongue could forge lies neater than a blacksmith could forge steal and before arya knew the real terror of harrenhall. back when winterfell was theirs.

before his arrival to this realm, he had been thinking of jon - how could he not? he was supposed to name the bastard his heir. ( jon is no theon, mother - he remembers saying when his lady mother sparked a protest ). time has taken it's toll on both of them. ]


Snow. [ and jon feels like a ghost. like a dream and robb can't help but smile. ]

You take the black even here.

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