My version of Game of Thrones season 8

Episode 10: A Dream of Spring Part 1

SANSA

The pyres were lined outside the city walls, covered with the bodies of the lives lost. The one body absent, Arya, was not brought forward to funeral. Once Sansa returned to the North she would bury Arya where she belonged. Daenerys had not left her chambers since the day she gave away her son. When Jon emerged today his hair was unkempt and his beard longer than usual.

He attempted to look strong but all Sansa saw was the pain in his eyes. He feels he failed his family, that it was his fault. He put on his strongest voice when he spoke. "We are here to say goodbye to our brothers... and sisters," his voice cracked on the last two words. "To all those who fell, and died for us. So we could be here today. Their names will never be woven into the tapestry of time, but we'll remember them. It is our duty to keep them alive in our memory and always remember them, all of them." The last three words were just barely a whisper but Sansa heard them and she knew what he meant.

They walked forward with the torches and ignited the pyres, burning the bodies. Sansa cried as she watched evidence of their failure before them. Jon didn't stay for them to burn, he immediately left directly back to his chambers and to Daenerys.

Sansa had walked by their chambers multiple times over the past few days and heard distinct words spoken by the Queen. "I'm so sorry," she would sob. "I'm a monster." She would always hear her brother shushing her and telling her it's okay. They were both broken and needed each other desperately.

While the two mourned for their lost child Sansa spent most days in her chambers mourning her lost sister. Remembering all the times that they didn't get along. She wished she could take back those times and tell her how much she loved her and cherished her as her sister.

With Jon locked away in his chambers and nobody else to talk to she turned to her other sibling. Or rather who used to be her other sibling Bran. She entered his chambers where she found him sitting by a hearth and staring into the fire. Sansa sat by him and he seemed to take no notice of her or just simply didn't care for her presence. "Are they going to stay gone?" Sansa asked.

"They won't return for centuries and when they do, I will be sure the people then no what they're there for and they give it up willingly." Sansa nodded as she stared back into the flames of the hearth. "It's strange. I don't really feel anything anymore."

"I know, you've told me," Sansa whispered.

"That's not the strange part, the strange part is that I miss her."

Sansa looked over at Bran and she couldn't help but raise to her feet and draw him in for a hug and sob into his shoulder. For her lost sibling, for her lost nephew, for everyone she's lost along the way.

TYRION

"So off you go I guess," Tyrion said as he walked with Bronn to the gates.

"You gave me a castle, I'm going to live in the castle."

"Yes, I'm sure you will enjoy life at the Twins. I'm sure there's some blood stains you still need to wash out," Tyrion's attempt at a joke fell flat by the tone of his voice. He was in no joking mood after everything.

Bronn recognized this and bent down to his height. "How are you feelin'?" He asked. Tyrion remained silent but his face showed everything he was feeling. Bronn took a deep breath before he continued. "Believe it or not I've lost people that I gave a shit about, Pod and Jaime died so you could be here. They didn't die for nothin'."

Tyrion gave a small nod in thanks to him. "Come on," Bronn said as he pulled him in. They gave each other a friendly hug goodbye before Bronn mounted his horse. "Feel free to pay me a visit anytime."