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Daenarys inhaled softly when she saw the inside of the cave. The large tavern an endless, glistening world of dragonglass, reflecting what she can only describe as faces from the past, looking down at her as she made her journey through.
The deeper she went, the clearer the sound of a woman singing became. A song in high valyrian, voice hauntingly beautiful and broken at the same time. She can feel the pain, the grief, the anger... all of it washed over her heart and hardened like ice, squeezing the organ until all she felt was cold, loneliness, and yet, she kept going.
As the voice became clear, she finally reached a big open space within the cave, the walls were meticulously shaved, cracked, and molded into walls as neat as they can get the stubborn substance. Torches lined those uneven walls, their fire endlessly burning, forever an angry flame that illuminated the pitch black darkness.
In the middle was a table like structure, with two standing torches at the head and foot, and a beautiful, youthful man. Forever in an endless slumber...
Credits: @vermaxfire on tiktok! Thank you for allowing me to write a stroy on your idea❤️
Series
- Part 4 of Stories of ice and fire by me hehe