Remember“Exactly a year ago, when we met, you were wearing that handkerchief around your neck, you know?”Remember by Madara-Nycteris
“Grenn… How do you even remember that? I don’t know what I wore a week ago… Oh. I remember, indeed! I used a black shirt, black breeches, black boots and possibly, yes… my black cloak. I can bet you wore much the same.” When he made those witty remarks Grenn usually smiled, but this time, the decided expression of his Aurochs told Pyp that this was no joke. “A whole year has passed. You don’t remember it. Do you?”
“I can recall everything about the day we met, Pyp. That day, you had a big bruise here” Grenn caressed Pyp’s right cheek “and cuts here, and over there.” He touched the slender hands of his friend. “There are no
Name Day“Good morning, sweet Pyp! What are you doing?” Grenn could not avoid grinning when he entered to the kitchen of Castle Black, carrying a heavy basket with logs for the fire and found Pyp, working hard in a big fluffy paste for bread. For some reason the tip of his nose was dusted with flour and his black uniform was all stained in white.Name Day by Madara-Nycteris
“Hey, Grenn! You know? Tomorrow is Dolorous Edd’s Name day. I’m making something special to celebrate, but this is a top secret. If you meet Edd, don’t tell him”. That fake suspicious expression made him look adorable to Grenn.
“I won’t tell him.”
“I won’t.” Pyp just gazed at him with a raised eyebrow, and Grenn sighed. “OK. I will better avoid him today. By the way, the bread will be delicious. That could make anyone happy... Even Edd.”
“Grenn…” Pyp started shyly <b>
NeverGrenn was adjusting the saddle of his shire horse at the northern gate when Pyp crossed the tunnel and looked at them. The animal seemed made for Grenn. It was a magnificent and huge black stallion, with long straight mane and soft white hair around his hoofs, but despite his impressive size, looked nice enough for Pyp to approach him.Never by Madara-Nycteris
“Good morning, my sweetest friend. Will you return today?” he asked happily to Grenn, after giving a peck on his lips.
“Yeah. I will just collect some medicinal herbs that Maester Aemon requested. I have seen these plants growing close to the Wall and I will come back before sunset. It won’t be necessary for Dywen to come with me today. However, I have enough food and do not wish to travel alone. I’m sure that stewards can make it without you for one day. Would you come with me, my love?” Grenn reached out and asked for Pyp’s hand with a disarming smile.
Snowflower. Chapter IV - Gone“Please, don’t.”Snowflower. Chapter IV - Gone by Madara-Nycteris
One last moment of lucidity and Pyp believed he had heard a woman’s voice… Women? Long ago he had not heard one. Why in his final moments would his mind do such thing?
“Don’t jump. Please”. Pyp turned around, just to discover that, even now, his wits had not abandoned him. A dark-haired girl was standing before him. He had overheard that somewhere on the road, Sam helped a wildling woman. Maybe it was her. However, why was she on the Wall? What did she want with him? Pyp was not interested in talking anymore. There was nothing left to him now.
“Go now. Please”
“No Ser. I won’t leave… Please, don’t do this.”
“I lost something. What matters the most is gone. Forever.” Mumbled Pyp, almost fainting at his own words. “Just leave me.”
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