Whites

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I felt my body shiver, as the world grew colder, my dress doing little to protect me from the ice wind. I looked and saw myself stood in a clearing of ice and snow nothing but empty miles of snow as far as the eye could see. I looked to the only thing I could a hill of ice and snow, where stood someone, I went closer to the hill the ice cold wind whistling around me snow cascading down from this hill I felt my body slowly freezing the closer I got to the hill and the black figure that resided there.

I got closer enough and saw a horse, dead and decaying half the face of the horse gone revealing the frozen red tissue within, it's eyes as a pale blue that haunted me though so much of my life in the north, atop the decaying stallion sat a man, his skin ice and nothing remaining of his once assumed humanity he looked to me with his expression of impatience.

When suddenly I heard the cracking of ice and layers of snow behind me I turned and saw the various levels of decaying bodies crawling up from the frozen river below, I look back to him on the hill, the king of these whites and I ran as fast as my tied ice cold feet could carry me towards the unknown fate away from the whites, I saw tree's so I ran to them trying to hide amungst the dark trees, they seemed almost black against the white snow I couldn't hear them coming after me so I stopped to check around me.

I turned and he was there, the black horse behind him as he stood Infront of me I went to run but I was frozen in shock and in fear of being face to face with him, he pulled what could have possibly been classed as a smile at me which only caused my fear to grow, he went to grab my arm but before he could touch me I woke.

Sitting up on my little makeshift bed in the forest I got my breath back and tried to relax, I saw jojen asleep next to me so I moved closer wrapping my arms around him

"ummm hello sweetie" he smiled cuddling me to "you okay?" He asks and i just shake my head nuzzling into his soft clothes "the dream again?" He asks and I nod "I really think you should tell bran about it sweetie, he might know" he explained

"no" i said nuzzling closer

"alright, we'll talk about it more in the morning, you get some sleep sweetie, I don't want you freezing" he says giving my ice cold face a warm kiss as we cuddled close as the snow began again.

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