Crossing the Divide 70

Melisandre stood in the Great Hall. Her hands were in chains and her necklace had been removed so that everyone could see her true form. Even as her skin sagged, she looked in control. She seemed ready to accept her fate whatever that might be. Jon and Jorah sat on opposite sides of me while Selmy took his place behind me.

The air in the Great Hall seemed to be much colder than that outside. The story of Cersei Lannister's death had gotten out and so everyone knew how deadly Arya Stark, Lady of Winterfell, could be. The only one not showing any fear was Tormund who kept making glances at Brienne. The knight was just a few seats away from Jaime who she seemed much more comfortable with. Though, truth be told, I had seen a certain kindness when she looked at the wildling. At least from time to time.

"I should have you killed, Melisandre." Arya said sounding more like an assassin than a lady. "You murdered Renly Baratheon with a Shadow Assassin, convinced Stannis Baratheon to burn his daughter alive, and unspeakable deeds that we're unaware of."

Those seated leaned closer towards Arya. The Dothraki that did not have a good grasp of the common tongue had those around them to translate. I waited until the temporary translators were done. The names wouldn't mean much to the barbarians, but at least they would know what was being said. That's what was important. Soon they would be able to forget Westeros if they so chose.

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

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Animorphs Re-Read: Megamorphs #1 The Andalite's Gift (Chapters 41-44)

Chapter 41

This chapter is narrated by Cassie.

In a series of doom and gloom. Of brother against brother. Of good and evil being a myth. In this series this chapter starts off with Marco complaining about ugly people being on the beach. It's a very light-hearted way to start the chapter with the previous chapter being full of Tobias not feeling good enough.

Rachel chimes in that if ugly people can't go to the beach, Marco can't. Oh god, I love you two!

Mini-Review: The Dark Tower (2017)

The topic of this post was voted on by the members of my Facebook group HERE WE STAND. If you would like to vote on future posts, feel free to join.
 
I'm hoping to get more reviews out by doing this mini-review format. If I want to go into actual depth on this movie I'll do so via multi-vlog reviews or other posts.

In this review of The Dark Tower there will be spoilers. So if you haven't seen the movie stop reading now and go see it before continuing.

July 2017 Releases (Jash's Dragon Army)

Dragon Cave recently released two new breeds. Luckily none of them are hybrids this time around. I was only able to get one version of the Baikala Dragon because I'm an idiot who only just now realized there are two color variations to it.

Jash Reads: Animorphs #2 The Visitor (Chapter 2)

I read chapter two of Animorphs #2 The Visitor by K.A.Applegate.

Crossing the Divide 69

"It seems due to us not executing the man that killed a Doctor Isaacs clone, people think we don't value him." K-Mart said. "They wonder why such an act of aggression is not being dealt with more."

"He did get all rank and privileges revoked." I pointed out. "He has also been given duties that are far beneath him. I just think that execution is a little too far. If I executed the man I would be playing to my base emotions. Emotions that if left unchecked would consume me."

"You can control them." Sam retorted. "You can control them enough to kill him. He deserves to die for what he has done. There was no justification."

I could understand Sam's point of view. He was also a clone of Alex and had personal stakes in this decision. He probably saw himself being assassinated and no one caring. He didn't hate me for my decision, but he didn't agree with it either. I looked at Alex who showed no emotion. To him clones were just things like horses, important but not worthy of love. Even a clone of himself dying hadn't affected him. He was a cold man, my husband.

"Death is a loss of control." I said, trying to justify myself. "When a man dies, mortals lose control of his fate. It is then we must pray that the gods feel just as much hatred towards the man as we do. If I killed him then we wouldn't be sure he would be punished."

Sam looked at me and I could tell he didn't believe me. I could have lied to myself and said it was because he was consumed by vengeance, but that was a lie. I had let the clone murderer live because I was afraid of my own darkness. Now that decision might cost me the stability of the Mormonts. This meant I had to reverse my decision in a way that didn't seem unfair. That didn't seem too barbaric. Humans were so hard to please at times. At one moment yelling for violence and the next being angry about it.

"So do you think we should give the man a harsher sentence?" I asked my friends. "And, if so, what?"

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

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Crossing the Divide 68

"I knew you wouldn't stay with just one man." Nymeria said with a devilish grin on her lips.

She, myself, Jorah, Jon, and Bronn were at the front. While the others rode on horses, I had found another stag to ride on. Ghost would walk beside Jon's horse and then run off for a little bit. But he always returned. Davos and Arya rode their dragons so that they could guard us. I had started Jon's training with Rhaegal and would continue it every time we rested. Selmy was guarding Lei as she had started to show signs of being unstable. I didn't want any harm to come to her because of her grief. I had to admit I was growing to trust the Selmy more. Bronn and I had discussed about changing my Lord Commander. He seemed to agree with Selmy taking his position merely so he could have a castle.

"I chose Jon for duty." I replied.

"He doesn't look like a man I would choose for duty." She said.

"You and I have different tastes in men."

Nymeria just grinned. She didn't know about the other reality I went to and the husbands I had there. If I had mentioned them I was sure she would have commented on them. Talked about them without end. Only stopping to discuss business.

"But the same taste in leaders." Nymeria said. "My mother is a good woman but she has grown too confident. A woman like Daenerys can be killed but there is no one left to rule that could be controlled."

"Do you want me on the Iron Throne only if you can use me?" I asked.

"No. I want you on the Iron Throne because I want to focus on my home. I want to make Dorne stable for the first time since I helped overthrow the former prince. I can't do that if the Seven Kingdoms are at war."

"Overthrew the former prince?" Bronn asked with a laugh. "That's an odd way of saying you killed your uncle."

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

You can read it HERE