Game Of Thrones Prologue

2021年7月7日
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A Game of Thrones is a novel by George R. Martin that was first published in 1966. Summary Read a Plot Overview of the entire book or a chapter by chapter Summary and Analysis. I think the Prologue of A Game of Thrones serves as an opening image for all of A Song of Ice and Fire (the first chapter gives us a striking opening image for the first book—a man being beheaded—which contrasts with another image near the end of the book quite well). In the prologue we see Ser Waymar versus the Other. Man versus supernatural. Book 1: A Game of Thrones Prologue “We should head back to the Wall,” Gared urged as the woods began to grow dark around them. “The wildlings are dead.” “Do the dead frighten you?” Ser Waymar Royce asked with just the hint of a smile. Gared did not rise to the bait. He had seen the lordlings come and go. “Dead is dead,” he said. Game of Thrones: Tragedy and Reunions. Prologue of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy:) Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R R Martin. The road was deserted; his was the only.
*Game Of Thrones Book 4 Prologue
*A Game Of Thrones PrologueFrom A Wiki of Ice and FireJump to: navigation, searchPrologueA Game of Thrones chapterPOVWillPlaceHaunted forestPageUS HC(Other versions)Chapter chronology (All) ←Prologue→ Bran I
Three rangers of the Night’s Watch are tracking a group of wildling raiders beyond the Wall, and encounter the Others, who had not been seen for eight thousand years.Synopsis
Gared, Will, and SerWaymar Royce, three rangers from the Night’s Watch, are tracking a band of wildling raiders in the haunted forest. Will has reported on wildlings that he found, claiming they are all dead. Gared, an older man who has been in the Night’s Watch for decades, is uneasy, and insists that they turn back to the Wall; they have eight or nine days of travel ahead of them, which can turn into a fortnight if it snows. Waymar, a noble born youth of eighteen, however, has the command, and after making light of Gared’s fears asks Will again for the details of what he saw.
Will explains that he saw the wildlings’ encampment. Their lean-to was covered by snow, they had no fire, and none of the wildlings moved the entire time he was watching. They were lying on the ground as if dead, but no blood was visible. Waymar suggests they might have been sleeping, but Will insists they are dead. There was also a woman up in a tree, but she did not move either. Gared suggests the wildlings must have been killed by the cold, but Waymar points out that the weather has not been cold enough to freeze men like that. He asks Will to lead them to the dead wildlings.
With night falling, the rangers ride back to the wildling camp. Both Will and Gared sense something is wrong, but Waymar mocks them again and commands Gared to stay behind to guard the horses. When Gared suggests starting a fire, Waymar sardonically orders him not to. Will fears that Waymar’s insolence will provoke Gared into drawing his sword, but Gared eventually acquiesces and no fire is lit.
Will and Waymar climb up the ridge, Waymar much noisier than Will. When Will reaches his previous vantage point, he sees that the bodies are gone. Waymar, walking upright, reaches the top of the ridge and stands in plain sight. Will warns Waymar to get down, but Waymar just laughs. Determined to find the wildlings and make his first ranging a success, Waymar orders Will to climb a tree and look for a fire.
Will reluctantly climbs a nearby sentinel tree. Below him, Waymar challenges an unseen foe. Will thinks he sees a white shadow moving below, but is not sure. He is about to call down a warning, but stops, unsure. Waymar calls to Will with unease in his voice as he turns in a circle with his sword drawn, and asks about the sudden cold, which Will also feels.Waymar Royce faces off against an Other. (art by Jon Neimeister)
An Other emerges from the woods: tall, gaunt, and white, dappled with a gray-green shimmer. Waymar nervously commands it to come no further and prepares himself for battle, challenging the Other to ’dance’ with him. Will notes that Waymar, in that moment, is no longer a boy, but truly a man of the Night’s Watch. When more Others appear among the trees, Will considers calling out a warning, but decides not to do so, as it would require him to reveal his position. The sword of the first Other is made of inhumanly-sharp translucent crystal. Waymar is able to check the oncoming blows until his parry comes a bit too late and the Other’s sword cuts through the mail under his arm. Waymar screams ’For Robert!’ and charges, but as his blade strikes the Other’s sword, it shatters. One of the shards hits Waymar’s left eye and he falls to his knees, blinded. All of the Others move in and slash at him mercilessly.
Will turns his head away for a long time before looking back to see that the Others are gone. When he finally dares, Will climbs down, examines Royce’s body, then picks up the knight’s twisted and broken sword. He decides to bring it back to show to their commanders, hoping Gared is still with the horses. When Will stands up again, Waymar has risen and is standing over him. His remaining eye has turned blue. With an icy cold touch, Waymar’s hands go around Will’s throat.Character list
Appearing:
*Ser Waymar Royce
Mentioned:
*Maester Aemon
*Lord Jeor Mormont
*King Robert I BaratheonMentions
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I wasn’t normal.
I knew that I wasn’t normal.
I knew that people knew that I wasn’t normal.
It was just that people didn’t know why I wasn’t normal.
Maybe it was the fact that I was a Targaryen.
Or
it was the fact that I was the only daughter of the mad king.
Or
It was my freakish Blueish purple eyes that sometimes turn to slits when I’m annoyed or upset.

But the real reason why I was not normal was because I was a product of rebirth, not that anyone knew but still.
I mean, I tried to play the part.
The part of a small child. I tried to play the part of the perfect daughter, I tried to play the part of a Princess.
The thing was, was that I wasn’t a small child, I was 19 years old, I wasn’t the perfect daughter, I was the rotten apple out of the bunch and I damn for sure wasn’t a Princess. I was the furthest thing from it.
At first I didn’t know that I was reborn. I didn’t know that I spent 9 months in a womb.
What I did know what that I spent what seem like forever in a pressurized room that was way too small. I also knew that I hated it and call it paranoia but I’m pretty sure that I wasn’t alone in there.
When I did realize that I was reborn it was a couple of minutes after my rebirth. I didn’t even know i was pushed out, for some odd reason I was really out of it. Too busy thinking of the past to really focus on the present.Game Of Thrones Book 4 Prologue
Being in that ’Room’ for so long have given me plenty of time to think of my past life. But we’re not gonna get into that right now.
Just know that In order to be reborn you need to die. And I had died a very lame and horrible death. I mean the reason was good, you know defending yourself, protecting your family and all that jazz.
I mean but really, who dies running down steps.
I mean I was being chased by my Biological father’s; yeah Fathers, mob.
I was using high level parkour to maneuver around roof tops and buildings and it just so happened that the gap was too big to jump across.
Oh looky there, is that stairs?
I hit the first landing hard rolling to my feet, I turned the corner to hit the second level and then.
Blank.A Game Of Thrones Prologue
Like no shit that’s it.
To this day i still didn’t know what happened.
I was broken out of my daze when I felt big rough hands touch me. My eyes snapped opened and saw everything was in a blur. I thought there was something wrong with my eyes, I didn’t know that babies had undeveloped eyes the first few months of birth, seeing how I didn’t know I was a baby and had just been pushed out of a vagina, cause you know, that wasn’t what I was expecting to happen when i had died.
Everything was just so loud and it was hard to concentrate. It was like a loud buzz that steadily got louder until it became deaf defying. None of it was making any sense and I was quickly becoming scared, but mama didn’t raise no Bitch so I shoved that fear down until it was barely noticeable. Instead changing that fear into determination to find out what the fuck was going on.
I focused and pushed past the loud buzzing, realizing that I could pick out what sounded like mumbling.
’Queen…. Twins…. A ….Princess’ I heard through the buzzing as I was physically moved.
The fuck?
..
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