Episode one: A Cold Whisper {Game of Thrones} (COMPLETED)

Harley

The black, ice cold water sat as still as the trees. There was barely a breeze, the air was thick and frozen. Harley watched the peaceful, surface of the water. It looked almost like the surface of a mirror. She wanted to jump in, to smash the mirror, cause a disturbance in the lake and then, nothing.

Harley wanted to drown.

She was in a private area of the woods. The same area she came to hunt, and wash. This was her favourite area of the entire of the Haunted Forest, it seemed fitted that this was where Harley would meet her end.

She knelt on the ground, bent over and dipped her left hand into the freezing cold water to make sure it wasn't in-fact iced over. Her hand disappeared into the black liquid. The water attacked her hand, as though it was an intruder. Her fingers went numb first. She retrieved her hand, and while he knew it was pointless, tucked it under her armpit for warmth.

"Let's do this."
She whispered.
She readied herself to dive in. She didn't bother to take her clothes off, she wouldn't be coming back out.

She took a few deep breaths, continuously staring at the black water of the lake before her.

She turned her head to check the area was clear.

There was a flurry of movement. Somebody was moving behind the first row of trees.

Harley panicked.
She took a few steps forward and decided to go for it.

She leaped and crashed into the black lake, causing thousands of tiny droplets to come shooting up from the surface.

The coldness of the water shocked Harley, and chilled her to the bone. Her heart beat sped up and she started to feel the need to take a breath.

There was a peaceful silence under the water, that Harley couldn't find anywhere else in the camp, and while she was losing feeling and her whole body was in pain, she felt amazing.

She closed her eyes.