[OPEN] 🌿 And I see winter broken like lace

[ofwovenstone]

WHO: Cassandra de Rolo (ofwovenstone), Aella Tabris (fangoffenharel), Lyanna Stark (ylgr) and OPEN
WHEN: December 15th onward
WHAT: Winter shenanigans and general catch-all for the month.
WHERE: Gazin and the surrounding area.
WARNINGS: None other than the usual ones that come with Cassandra de Rolo (potential for talk of trauma, blood, near death, etc).
NOTES: starters in the comments

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🐺 Touch the moon up in the sky [Hot Springs]

[ylgr]

As much as everything reminds her of home, it’s the hot springs that do it the most. Or at least the most consistently. Makes her think of the godswood in Winterfell, and the springs there. So she tends to... be drawn there. Especially on nights when she can’t sleep, with the snow falling silently outside.

She’ll need to find herself a horse, at some point, but for the moment she’s fine on foot, venturing out into the forest until she’s found the hot spring she was looking for. Clothing, cloak, boots, all end up in a messy pile before she finds herself standing at the edge of the pool. She loves Rhaegar, she does... but it hadn’t hit her just how badly she misses home, misses her family, until she’d been brought here. Until she’d seen Ned. She hadn’t realised... hadn’t thought...

Exhaling, a prayer to the old gods in her mind, she slips into the steaming water.

[song_of_fire]

The hot springs had been a place where she often came to relax after the long day, seeking the warmth as she often had as a girl. It wasn't nearly as scalding as she preferred, but it was close enough. There were occasionally other people there as well, the place not entirely private, but she had yet to come across Lyanna. She had heard of the woman even before meeting Jon and Eddard Stark. How could she not, given how linked she was to their family's tragedy? She had wondered what the woman would look like, but most of her curiosity centered on Rhaegar himself.

She can guess the woman in the water is Lyanna, given her strong resemblance to both Eddard Stark and Jon. She is beautiful, as Dany imagined, but not exactly the sort that she imagined a war was waged over. But who could say what that sort of beauty would be like? It was always bigger and greater in the imagination and Lyanna had become more legend than woman after her death.

Dany watched her for a moment, deciding not to slip into the water just yet, mentally preparing herself for this conversation. "You are Lyanna of House Stark? My name is Daenerys. Rhaegar was my brother."