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[Lancel POV]
We entered a passageway that was narrow and twisting, and so low that we had to crouch to get through. Oberyn banged his forehead against a thick
white root that protruded from the wall of the tunnel and from whose fingers hung cobwebs
"Hahaha, Master be careful" I said to Oberyn
"Let me carry the torch" Oberyn tells me with a frown.
"I'm sorry Master, but I going ahead, so I have to carry her" I tell him with a smile
The layer of leaves whispered behind the daughter of the forest, but the tunnel turned so many turns that we soon lost sight of it and we can only follow the
light reflecting off the walls. The woman stopped for us to catch up
"What are these things?" Oberyn asks the Daughter of the Forest pointing to the walls
"They are weirwood roots" the Daughter of the Forest tells him, illuminating the walls
"Fine" Oberyn tells him seeing that they were just white roots like the one he had run into on his head
The daughter of the forest started off again quickly, towards the depths of the earth. We went through another fork, then another. And at last we came to a cavern as big as the size of a living room, with stone teeth hanging from the
ceiling and made their way from the ground. The little woman in the cloak of leaves made her way through they. From time to time he stopped and urged us on with the torch. Saying "This way, this way, hurry"
We found more passageways and nooks and crannies on either side, and heard trickling water to our right. When we looked in that direction we realized that there were eyes that were watching us, large eyes with vertical pupils that reflected the light of the torch.
"They are other Children of the Forest" the Daughter of the Forest tells us when she sees us look in that direction
"Bones" Ser Arthur tells us looking down at us stepping on a bone
The floor of the tunnel was covered with the bones of birds and other animals. But there was also
others, some so large that they had to be giants, and other little ones that correspond to the fact that they were children's bones
The last leg of their dark journey was the steepest. Soon we came to a natural bridge that hung over a deep chasm
"I'm not going to go through there" Oberyn tells the Daughter of the Forest
"No, boy, look behind you" the Daughter of the Forest says to Oberyn
"What will I see?" Oberyn tells him, turning around and jumping in fright, Ser Arthur took the handle of his sword in fright as he turned his gaze along with Oberyn.
There was a pale man, dressed in ebony clothes, lost in his dreams and sitting on a tangled nest of roots; a throne of intertwined weirwoods that embraced him with their atrophied limbs as a mother would with her child. His body was so skeletal and his clothes so ragged that at first we thought he was a corpse, a dead man who had been sitting there so long that roots had grown over him, under him, and through him.
"Who are you?" Oberyn tells him seeing him open his eyes
"A... raven?" Brynden Rivers asked us with a dry voice, he spoke slowly as if he forgot how words were constructed, and continued "I was it, right. Black my outfit and black my blood"
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Games Of Thrones: The Lost Hero
Fantasya reincarnated young man with a system that allows him to develop his abilities, with the condition of fulfilling missions from which he will be able to choose three options or he will have a punishment if he does not comply with the chosen option. ...