Game of Thrones: Golden Ice

Walkers Past The Wall

The winds of winter howl through the towers of Winterfell. A thick layer of snow rests on the floor making Winterfell look like the snow palace Sansa made in the garden of the Eyrie.
As Sansa had predicted more and more northerners gathered in Winterfell as their own castles or homes couldn't stand the cruel ice of the north. They brought there swords, axes and armour with them, as well as there food to the King in the North's castle. All you can hear in Winterfell is the clanking of hammers on armour and the crunching of snow under winter boots.

Bran sits by the fire, his legs feel nothing as the fire is not for him, but Samwell legs feel everything including the cold, so swarms to the fire to warm his cold body. They sit together fire crackling in the background as they prepare for the Great War and for the others to return from Kingslanding. Samwell and Bran are no generals they can't fight but they know White Walkers and they know what kills them so they do what they must to aid the living. "We'll keep them beyond the wall" Samwell suggests "I've thought on the wall ah now it's not the best place to live, but it can keep them away from the living". "Yes" Bran says "The Wildlings are manning the wall, when the others return the unsullied can aid them". "Where are the army of the dead now? How long until they reach the wall ah can you ah vision it?" Samwell asks still not fully grasping The Three Eyed Ravens abilities.

Bran leans his head back turning his eyes whiter than the snow outside as he travels beyond the Wall. He sees white trees, white hills but no white walkers, Bran starts to move further beyond the wall assuming he over estimated how far they would travel. He kept moving forward white trees, white hills but no white walkers. He still doesn't find the army of the dead. Rather than go forward anymore as he is far beyond the wall now. He instead moves back to stand on the wall so he can see further and hopefully see the army of the dead. He looks around white trees, white hills, white walkers but no white wall. He sees the army of the dead marching through a broken wall giants, bears, warriors, wolves with more colours in their eyes than the entire stretch of the north. But worse of all an icy dragon flying over the army. Two figures are at the front covered in blood, Tormund and Dondarian the only survivors of the Eastwatch slaughter, they ride for Winterfell. Bran wargs back to the room in Winterfell, Sam sits next to him still looking distressed, Bran's face normally doesn't change even if long lost family reunites his face doesn't change. But upon seeing the army of the dead marching past the wall, it turned to pale snow with fear written all across it. Bran utters two words "Get Sansa".