chapter 6

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Arya pov

It's been a week since we had arrived home to winter fell. Nymeria was off hunting for food with the rest of her pack,

Bran had wafted into another creature awhile ago, I had met with sansa a couple days ago but right now she was talking with little finger in her room and nianna was training with brienne.

While I sat here in front of the old gods tree thinking about all the pain and all the changes that have happened since the last time I was here in winter fell. Rob, Rickon, mother and father had died. Only half of the stark Line has survived, Sansa, Bran, Jon and I.

Sansa hadn't changed much except becoming more annoying, bran had changed and had become someone so powerfull and yet boring.

Jon well I don't know how much he's changed but I can't wait to see him he was the one brother who didn't treat me so porely and I also knew that we had our own special world growing up between us two he wasn't just a bastard to me he felt more of a sibling then the rest, even if he was a bastard to everyone else he wasn't one to me, he was a true brother.

im so sorry that this chapter was very short but i will make it up to you by writing a longer one.

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