The stir had drawn Lyanna from the edge of the woods back to the inn. It wasn't uncommon for something to happen that would gather the entire village, but generally those were the feasts. Very rarely did something like this happen. The only time she could remember the Others actually communicating with them had been through the letters.
But it wasn't like this and no one's life was in question...save for those that might take that sacrifice too far.
She recognized most of the names on the board, though their faces were unfamiliar to her. She had kept to herself in the village, uncertain of her footing and those around her. She couldn't imagine how it would be for someone else, chosen to go on this mission without any idea of what might happen or what would be waiting for them. They would have to rely on each other.
Perhaps that was why she wasn't named? She was too independent and solitary.
She had pushed her way closer, coming to a stop at Owen's side. He was someone she had seen around, but hadn't fully met. He had ideas at least, something for them to do rather than wait for news. "What are spores, exactly?"
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But it wasn't like this and no one's life was in question...save for those that might take that sacrifice too far.
She recognized most of the names on the board, though their faces were unfamiliar to her. She had kept to herself in the village, uncertain of her footing and those around her. She couldn't imagine how it would be for someone else, chosen to go on this mission without any idea of what might happen or what would be waiting for them. They would have to rely on each other.
Perhaps that was why she wasn't named? She was too independent and solitary.
She had pushed her way closer, coming to a stop at Owen's side. He was someone she had seen around, but hadn't fully met. He had ideas at least, something for them to do rather than wait for news. "What are spores, exactly?"