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☩ in that grove of ash ☩ ([personal profile] wrens) wrote in [community profile] aviary2012-03-24 03:23 pm

open | prompt five | ENDINGS



prompt five | E N D I N G S



dressing-room style.
start your own thread.
tag others.
wash, rinse, repeat.
open to all.


 
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OH RIGHT I HAVE NO ICONS WHO IS SURPRISED.

[personal profile] discrowned 2012-03-25 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ once, robb stark wore an iron crown and commanded thousands of bannermen. once robb stark had the whole of westeros at his feet. once he'd been a conqueror ( three victories do not make you a conqueror, he'd once been told, but it had seemed such a foolish thing then ) and a king.

but no more.

they called him brandon stone, and the tully red is washed from his curls, red turning to brown. robb stark died at the twins, and anyone who knows otherwise is bought or buried. and robb does not say otherwise, for the sake of his sister, who has rised up where robb had fallen. ]


There are some who do. There will always be some who do.

[ he does not speak of his lady wife. he does not. he does not speak of their parents, of their brothers, of their family. they had loved each other, that robb knows. scattered and broken and full of deceit as he and sansa are now, that has held. but he does not speak of it.

littlefinger took the truth from robb's tongue through hard instruction. a skilled liar he is not and shall never be, but he is better than most, has learned to twist the truth and deal in vague trappings and half-lies.

starks and their honor. even now it is impossible to wean robb from it. ]