Violently Icy

Part 1: Castle beyond the wall

Wynrie Moon was the girl nobody liked.  At the age of 14, she lost both her parents,  the only living family she had left,  at the hands of a crazed murderer. After they died, she was placed in a far away foster home for orphaned girls.  The next few years of her life had become a nightmare...
She ended up escaping the various girl's foster homes. She was physically, mentally,  sexually and emotionally abused while in said homes. Each day in just one home,  for just one hour,  was a living hell.

She was severely beaten by her foster families. They gave her the most brutal physical scars on any living human being, but worse. She dreaded the day when she had turned 16. She knew how worse this birthday of all the ones she'd had since losing her family,  it's the one that made her want to die.  Everyone threw cake at her and ruined her clothes. They laughed proudly at negative words said about her, as if trying to show an agreement.

Daemon Embers was a unique 19 year old boy with a personality like no other... Since the age of 4, he was always the blunt,  troublemaker who seemed to do what everyone tried to cease him from.  He had an attitude that came with him that made him all the more intriguing. He was the most intelligent person in the entire school. He only had his

Everytime he walked into the school and passed Wynrie, he always had a particular scent that followed him.  Came along with him. She always enjoyed his scent. Silence overtook her at most times.  She just had no voice.  The childhood bully jock,  Brice was the one who carved Wynrie into the girl she was now.  Dawn came early on this sunny spring day. Wynrie did her usual morning routine: took a shower, got dressed, put some makeup on,  ate breakfast, brushed teeth,  fixed up hair and smoked a bowl. All before needing to be ready to leave for school by fifteen minutes.

Wynrie loved English class. She got to write her own stories  and get grades for them.  Daemon was more into History class. He got to discuss his favorite subject,  Mythology. He was a master when it came to the Greeks.  He schooled the other kids,  hell even his teacher. His teacher, Mr.  Mcyntire, was the schools History teacher and he enjoyed to teach Daemon because he had been the only student who was actually trying to make a life for himself. The other kids mainly just smoked and all fucked each other and gossiped about it to each other.  Daemon shared a few classes with Wynrie.

Math and English were the classes they shared together. They were both outcasts in those classes because they each had their "good" classes.  Daemon was pretty good at math while Wynrie struggled with it.  People went to Daemon on occasion to get help with math and Wynrie tended to just sit and struggle until class was over.  Wynrie found her ways to pretend to work.

Wynrie always left the classroom first,  she always found her way.  She was often put in "special" classes in schools.  She wasn't this year...  For now.  She has always had bad luck.  Daemon's family had pretty much abandoned him, leaving him an orphan too.