Show me the path I must walk

[ladywinter]

Who: Catleyn Stark and you
What: Nightmares
When: Now!
Where: Catelyn's brain. She apologizes in advance
Rating: PG13 to R, depending. For violence and blood. This is also your warning for potential ASOIAF spoilers




You are in a war camp, the bustling of soldiers all about you. A tend stands nearby and in the tent, you can see a troubled young man, pouring over maps. An iron crown sits on his head, looking far too heavy for him.

Woods surround the camp, blocking almost the entire horizon. Two paths cut through the forest, each leading to a new location. Strain as you might, you can’t see anything beyond the wilderness, except for the ends of the path. You have choices, but not many.

One path leads south to a walled city by the sea. A large keep stands at the top of a hill, looking down at the filth and squalor of the city below, as if in judgment. This is a place of power. Somewhere where important things happen and there’s something compelling to you to reach it. A sense of urgency, as if something needs to be done- and soon.

The other path leads north to an isolated castle, the lands around it covered in ice and snow. Even if you’ve never seen it before, you know in your bones that this is home and it’s a sight for sore eyes. But you’ve neglected something, haven’t you? Something important. And it’s in danger now.

[Sections coming: At the camp | To King's Landing | To Winterfell]