Wilting ♞ Sandor Clegane

"But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose."
― Anne Brontë

All men must die. All roses must wilt.

There is a streak of wildness behind steel eyes. Two distinctly Stark features, yet they belong to Anya Whent. A Southern lady born in the shadow of Harrenhal with the blood of the North running through her veins. Behind a fair face are a kind heart, a gentle soul, and a beast. A beast that takes a Hound to tame it.

A bat disguised as a wolf. A man disguised as a Hound.

♞completed: January 2020♞
♞editing: June 2022♞

Now an official Wattpad fanfic and featured in @WattpadGoT's "New Houses, New Names, New Story" reading list.

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