Days had passed since Tamina parted ways with Cane and Mayla, she knew only one place the watch would be and she hoped they were still there.
The Fist of the First Men towered over everything within miles of it so it was hard to miss. Tamina began her long ride up the steep icy hill, when she neared the peak she stopped to give her horse a rest as It was only a short walk to the top.
Tamina froze when she saw what was on the top of the hill, she could not move or breathe when she saw it.
It was a massacre.
The slaughtered bodies of men covered the pure white snow, Tamina walked among the bodies observing the men's faces and was grateful that she could not recognize anyone but she did remember some. She wondered if the rest were not among the dead, then where were they?
Over the silence she heard a small groan, she followed it until she stumbled upon more dead bodies, then something pulled at her dress.
A boy, no younger than her just barely opened his eyes to look at her, every inch of him covered in blood from the cuts on his body and the fatal open wound on his stomach, that turned his insides out. Tamina bent down to offer help but the boy nudged her away,
"There is no use, the Gods are taking me now," the boy said hoarsely as blood dribbled down his chin.
"Who did this to you?" Tamina whispered as she held the boy's head in her lap giving him comfort before his time came. The boy's eyes went wide, remembering the battle when his fellow brothers were cut down in front of him and then when one of the monsters came after him.
"They were not men, they were monsters with their cold dead skin and glowing blue eyes, they were disgusting creatures that felt nothing as they cut down the men," said the boy.
Tamina knew exactly what he was talking about, the creature that attacked her that night back at the Wall, she shivered at the thought.
"They can't hurt you anymore" she smiled,
"At least the last thing I see from this world is something beautiful," he said with his final breath.
Tamina looked down at the boy, she closed his eyes and placed his head gently in the snow, the dead laid quiet around her. She was alone and unsure of what to do.
Tamina lifted herself from the ground and scanned the dead faces once more, she could not recognize anyone but how could she, they were just butchered bodies. Tamina heard her horse struggle from down the hill, the air felt eerie.
She walked to her horse but as she neared, it started to kick and wail as if it was spooked by something. Without any warning, she was knocked to the ground welcoming the darkness that consumed her.
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It was a dream Tamina thought, she was dreaming but as the pounding in her head grew she knew that this was real and that she was not safe.
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The Winter Princess- A Game of Thrones FanFic || Jon Snow/OC
FantasyA Kingdom beyond The Wall. Just a story they thought, a legend. But when three mysterious strangers arrive, the Night's Watch discover a forgotten truth. Jon meets Tamina and they find out that they're not so different from each other despite their...