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    A hand grabbed him by the wrist, scratching him with its nails, almost playfully. “You must. It is decided. You cannot rest. You cannot die. This is what we ask of you. This is what we want from you.”

    “Cannot endure. Want rest,” Theon said, struggling to find words for his thoughts. The only bubbles allowed to exist under this sea were the ones born from the tree.

    “You cannot rest. Never rest,” the tree said, its face twisted in a grimace of pain. Another hand grabbed him by the waist, tenderly caressing his skin with bloody fingers. “The dead cannot hear. You must hear. The World.”

    After Stannis takes Winterfell, the North demands Theon Greyjoy’s head.

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    18 Jan 2026

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    Theon scratches idly behind one of Red Jeyne’s spotted ears. His breeches are still damp. Damp from swimming in Winterfell’s moat, damp from a soft summer rain, damp from snowmelt.

    Now the moat has frozen over, and the rain given way to a heavy blanket of snow.

    [throbb fortnight, day 8: failure and grief + day 11: relationship with pets/animals]

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    24 Nov 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 8

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    [Alternative Ending to Carry Me home, possibly not very clear without having read the beautiful original]

    Theon's escape attempt fails miserably. He and Robb have a dreaded confrontation afterwards

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    03 Aug 2024

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    The rain was pounding on his window like a snare drum, a sure sign that he should stay in bed. Getting up would mean facing the grey. Facing the wet. Facing… everything.

    The only force that moved him enough to roll out of bed and trudge to the bathroom was the fact that Scully would be disappointed if he missed work. She had a way of motivating him like no one else.

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    25 Jul 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    Roman is never going to do anything with his brother again.

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    13 May 2024