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[OPEN] Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill, I will conquer
WHO? Daenerys Targaryen & YOU!
WHAT? Ship shenanas, dreams, and next mission stuff when the time comes
WHEN? Various times in Dec/Jan
ANYTHING ELSE? Fire, dragons, spider monsters, blood, death, titties, and insta-boners... the usual GoT warnings, I guess?
WHAT? Ship shenanas, dreams, and next mission stuff when the time comes
WHEN? Various times in Dec/Jan
ANYTHING ELSE? Fire, dragons, spider monsters, blood, death, titties, and insta-boners... the usual GoT warnings, I guess?

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When you come to, it's to the wind whipping your cheeks. Air cold enough to numb your fingers. Pale, silver hair knotted in a singular plait, streaming behind its owner and brushing your cheek. She doesn't look at you, her gloved fingers gripping darkened scales of the giant beast you ride.
No, not a beast: a dragon.
Beneath you, a horde rides the sea of green. The Dothraki's war cries echo like a siren's song, horses galloping to an imagined drumbeat. Those you do manage to see wave their sickle-like blades in deference to you both. The dragon you ride roars, and Daenerys tenses. "Hold on!" she tells you above the howling winds.
Further ahead and quickly approaching is an army. Beyond that, King's Landing stands in all its shimmering glory. She spares the city one glance, one brief moment of yearning, and then her attention is back on the Lannister army. Banners with red and gold--a lion its centerfold--stream in the air.
"Dracarys," Daenerys commands, when close enough.
And Drogon breathes flames upon the troops directly ahead of you.