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Thoughts for a dearly missed brother

Summary:

When we lose our loved ones, all we can do is miss them.

Four people take a moment to remember their brothers that have been dead for a long time. But everyone of them had a different relationship to them and thus remembers a different aspect of theirs.

Notes:

The world of ice and fire belongs to george martin, all im doing is putting theses thoughts into his character's heads.

English is not my first language (and I wrote parts of this halfway during a boring literature lecture), so please excuse any mistakes, but I'll be greatful if you point those out in the comments.

I hope you'll enjoy this read.

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I can never imagine to live without you, the years turning into decades while I grow old and you stay young.

Life is so very long and I can't believe that I may carry on.

So many get left behind, so many I may only ever miss.

The long lost warmth of my eldest friend (Ned Stark

I still remember your arm around my shoulder, messing up my hair and laughing about our siblings.

I know you hated shepperds pie and I know you loved the sound of rain. I know what you thought about rhaegar, who was a prince just yesterday, but I will never know your counsel on this betrothal: would you marry your daughter to this prince of today?

I stood by your side, but in your shadow when you were still alive. Now I stand before your likeness in the shadows of these crypts.

Just a few nights passed since you burned, but all these nights together make up a whole different life without you by my side.

The distant memory of something that could have been (Allyria Dayne

Still does your smell linger. You left me one morning long ago, you left me in the morning of my life.

Did you ever wish to return or where you always resolute to leave me only with some blurred memories of who you were so long ago?

We both grew between the same walls, we both played on the same shores and we both knew we had to leave one day. I'm so similar to who I think you might have been and yet so different from what I remember of the person that you were.

I never got to know you beyond the warmth of your hugs and the comfort of your lap. You never got to know me beyond the laughs of a little sister not yet grown into her own.

So many days passed since you bled into the dessert, all these days making up my life.

The ache of something that has never been - or maybe it has (Rickon Stark) 

I know you were not my father, but I never knew that you were not. When I think of my youth it's your face watching me grow and when I try to remember you as brother there is nothing to indicate our relationship as such. I don't remember our parents leaving, but I still despair regarding your departure.

I loved you and I like to think that you loved me as much, but I'll never know. You left, you too left me behind and never came back, how much I hoped you would, even after in knew you could not.

I don't know what you thought of me, if you ever thought of me at all. I still think of you today. You were my only father, my only father I remember, but I never were your child.

So many days and nights passed since you were betrayed, so many days and nights I had to grow while you lay dead.

The memory of someone I never knew (Daenerys Targaryen) 

Who are you, who were you?

They say we were a family but I never knew you and you never knew about me. They hate me because of what you did and I love you because of things you never did.

Did you fear your parents like I feared our brother? Did you love our brother like I love the idea of my parents? Could I have loved you and would you have loved me back? I don't remember you, there is nothing I could remember, but when I think of you, it grows warm around my heart.

You were cast down days before my birth not one of the many days that make up my life have you ever shared this world with me.

I am who I am because of you, but you won't know. I don't know who I would be, if I still knew you and I can never know. We shared so much, meant so much, will always be connected and yet we are so distant, so very different, because I am and you are not.

Notes:

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