Under the feet of Arya Stark by SweetRuru, literature
Literature
Under the feet of Arya Stark
In the outside world, the people were joyfully living. Birds were freely flying while wild animals ran in the different forests. Every single entity aforementioned was, however, unaware of a completely other world hiding in the corner of their eyes. Indeed, the world wasn’t as merciful and pleasant, contrary to what people could say. Although the reasons for such words to be uttered might vary, the main reason would be because “they didn’t live the other way around.” Such self-centered thought was a normal mechanism for the human race. While time in the outside and lively lands continued to fly like an arrow. Somewhere, in a dark and gloomy place, unknown by many and feared by even more, a single ray of sunshine appeared in the darkness-filled room. The walls were half-broken and cracks could be seen everywhere. The metal bars, still being erected despite the passage of the entropy, were like pillars going from the earth to the heavens. On the floor, an amalgamation of straw formed
the incredible shrinking Lannister's by godkingjon, literature
Literature
the incredible shrinking Lannister's
Cersei slammed the wooden door before dismissing her guardsman rather dryly. Once again she had been ignored by, well anyone with power has realized her power was slipping. She picked up one of the bottles of wine on her table and poured a glass. She sat down on a lavish chair and simply stared at the setting sun outside her window daintily sipping the wine. After a while she noticed her chair, along with everything else was larger then before. She of course chocked it off to the alcohol and continued drinking. Soon she realized it wasn't a trick of the mind, but she was actually shrinking. Luckily her ice blue gown was shrinking along with her. She jumped out of her chair and began pacing. She was a a few inches above two feet tall and still shrinking, she needed to make a decision. She could try to open the door and get help. She could climb onto her bed and wait, at least she wouldn't be stepped on. Or she could try to reverse the effects. The miniature queen hurried to the door