happiness is a warm gun; open & closed.

[clothed]

Who: Sansa, others.
What: Wolftimes, Aurora Feat shenanigans, Sansa freaking out about electricity, others to be added.
When: Throughout July-August.
Where: Milton, especially around the community hall.

Content Warnings: Please see individual prompts for warnings!

[ Sansa's catch-all log for July through August, covering the events of the month/s and the aftermath of the previous ones. General and closed prompts in the comments; please hit me up on plurk (weirwood) if you'd like to plot something out! ]

Comments

[clothed]

[ like my sister arya, sansa thinks. how is she now, her sister? does she still remember her, if she yet lives? ]

Eight years between you — that's quite a gap. And your mother, she yet lived at the time? —No, I'm sorry, that was indelicate of me to ask.

[ her own mother married fairly young, and gave birth not long after. father took to his duty with—— perhaps not enthusiasm, but with willingness. ]

[meadqueen]

[Randvi looks down, subdued. This is something that has been haunting her anew since she’d found out that she was to be married.]

Two daughters to a king is of course not sufficient. My younger brother was born dead, and he took my mother with him. I was too young to remember it.