❅ Fifteen (Video)

[stonebird]

(Her eyes are red rimmed and she looks like she has been forgoing sleep. There is a bunch of bound paper, neatly tied with pieces of leather, before her and she is using a quill to write. Yet the tip on the writing utensil has broken and so she is having to make another, sharpening it with a small knife.)

If it isn't asking for too much, will you please tell me your best memories? You needn't go into detail; you can even change some details if you wish. All I want to hear are good stories; stories that end with happiness.

(Some warmth to drive out the chill of Winter and loss.)

Comments

[stonebird]

I am accustomed to ignoring what I am missing. (Otherwise she would have gone mad at some point.) I can enjoy and find hope in what others have.

[themogget]

Mm... well that's no good at all.

[Mogget, when his capricious nature allows it, does occasionally venture into being what some people would call 'helpful'... even if it doesn't look like it from the outside, or even to the person he's helping.]

Complete dependency on others is no way to solve a problem.

[stonebird]

Is that what it is? (She is open to improving herself, but how does she not rely on others? Even in Winterfell, she trusts and relies on her men, Jon and soon Queen Daenerys.)

I am not a warrior. In a place like this, I am reminded of my weaknesses constantly.

[themogget]

[That's what it sounds like it is. Mogget makes a small sound of something like dissatisfaction, though it melts into a soft, rumbling purr.]

Then turn them into strengths. A weakness is only a weakness as long as you allow it to be. What would you want to be in this place?