-Daenerys Targaryen-Pentos-
She walked through the cold snow, her small boots damp, making her feet numb.
She knew this wasn't real, she has had this vision before. But the more she thought about it, the more she forgot what happened in the vision.
Dany was only wearing her nightgown in the freezing temperatures, she crossed her arms and rubbed them in a desperate attempt to gain some warmth.
She felt lost and alone, the cold wind making her skin shiver and for some reason turn her heart cold. She felt no love, no care, no kindness. It felt like the the icy winds had stripped them all away.
She couldn't even see in front of her the storm was so strong, but she continued walking forwards, desperately searching the cold for some warmth, some shelter.
Then she saw it, a dim light. She hurried towards it, hands held in front of her face to try and block out the icy shards being thrown at her in the frozen winds.
She made it in, it was a tunnel. She lowered her hands and looked around, the tunnel was made of ice and there was one torch raised against the wall.
She looked back at the storm and decided to stay in here, though she couldn't see the end of the tunnel and there might be something in there. She would take her chances.
She walked towards the torch and raised her hand to it, trying to feel its warmth, but when she did, it died out.
She stepped back in shock, confused as to what happened.
She looked into the darkness, then back to the storm, then back to the torch. Where was she?
She felt so far from home. She felt so lost. So scared. So anxious. So..alone...so...sad.
For some reason she felt tears in her eyes, she didn't let them fall however. She took a deep breath instead.
The sound of a crash made her jump, she looked out into the howling winds hoping it was just some ice falling and smashing against the ground.
She slowly turned back to the darkness, she could sense someone or...something was lurking under the cover of the dark, though she had no idea what.
She turned and looked at the wall, her heart dropping when she saw the Blue rose was no longer there. The tunnel seemed to be growing colder by the second.
Until a torch lit in the darkness.
Making a spotlight of warmth that was trying to pull Daenerys in. She knew she was being stupid but she needed the warmth.
So with a courageous step, she walked towards the torch, through the darkness around her.
She approached slowly, when she felt she was in the distance of its warmth, she stopped walking, not wanting to make the fire go out like the last torch she tried to approach.
Then she heard footsteps. She flinched and backed towards the wall with the torch. It didn't sound like an animal, it sounded like it was walking on two feet.
She quickly grabbed the torch, hoping it wouldn't lose its flame and waved in around her area, trying to spot what was lurking and watching her.
Then without warning, the fire died out.
She involuntarily yelped in shock and backed up completely into the icy wall.
Then a blue light shone throughout the tunnel, her eyes stuck to the blue light, all she could make out was the rose...in someones hand.
The hand was outreached and whoever's hand it was, was standing a few meters in front of her.
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