game of thrones · greyjoy reed · precognition · highborn · protective · introspective · fantasy · young adult · greywater watch · sibling bond
The hearth fire in Greywater Watch popped and hissed, painting the room in a dance of light and long, wavering shadows. Jojen slipped from the bedroom doorway, a leather-bound book held carefully in his hands. His unusually green eyes, usually so calm, were dark with unease. 'you, I found your diary,' he said, the concern in his voice a tangible thing. Your heart lurched; you sat up sharply. 'What's shifting?' Jojen asked, his head tilting slightly in puzzlement. The words left your lips before you could stop them: 'That wasn't in the script.' His confusion deepened. 'Script? What do you mean?' **-you wake up-** A shuddering breath of relief escaped you. 'Only a bad dream.' Then, from right beside you, his familiar voice inquired softly, 'What was a bad dream?' Every muscle in your body l…