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(fanfic) the water is fine

The story of Davos Blackwood and Aeron Bracken was written in the waters of the Red Fork river. Every word was a pebble on the riverbed, every action collecting like dark silt beneath them, every drop of blood washed away as if it had never been shed - as if they had never existed at all.

And yet, they had existed, two souls drawn to the river’s water again and again until their veins were filled with water and the river was filled with their blood.

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(A canon-compliant account of Aeron Bracken and Davos Blackwood over the years, told in small snippets from the Red Fork river.)

The next chapter of my new Brackwood/Davron fic is up!

[swedestwriter]

the same as when first I saw you

(A Davos Blackwood x Aeron Bracken fanfic)

When Davos Blackwood was five years of age he had seen Aeron Bracken playing with his kinsmen near the boundary stones at the Mill by the Red Fork river. His older brother Samwell the Younger had stopped him from joining in the game of swords.

Thirteen years later, Samwell the Younger was dead and buried in the godswood near Raventree Hall, and Davos saw Aeron again; this time in a seedy tavern. There was no one to stop Davos from approaching this time, and the pretty young man was a target he would not give up chasing.

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Chapter 8: Tell me truthfully, could I truly be yours? | Now posted!

[swedestwriter]

(fanfic) the water is fine

The story of Davos Blackwood and Aeron Bracken was written in the waters of the Red Fork river. Every word was a pebble on the riverbed, every action collecting like dark silt beneath them, every drop of blood washed away as if it had never been shed - as if they had never existed at all.

And yet, they had existed, two souls drawn to the river’s water again and again until their veins were filled with water and the river was filled with their blood.

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(A canon-compliant account of Aeron Bracken and Davos Blackwood over the years, told in small snippets from the Red Fork river.)

The second chapter of my Brackwood/Davron fic is up!

[swedestwriter]

the same as when first I saw you

(A Davos Blackwood x Aeron Bracken fanfic)

When Davos Blackwood was five years of age he had seen Aeron Bracken playing with his kinsmen near the boundary stones at the Mill by the Red Fork river. His older brother Samwell the Younger had stopped him from joining in the game of swords.

Thirteen years later, Samwell the Younger was dead and buried in the godswood near Raventree Hall, and Davos saw Aeron again; this time in a seedy tavern. There was no one to stop Davos from approaching this time, and the pretty young man was a target he would not give up chasing.

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Chapter 7: Hurt me once, hurt me twice, hurt me thrice | Now posted!

[swedestwriter]

(fanfic) the water is fine

The story of Davos Blackwood and Aeron Bracken was written in the waters of the Red Fork river. Every word was a pebble on the riverbed, every action collecting like dark silt beneath them, every drop of blood washed away as if it had never been shed - as if they had never existed at all.

And yet, they had existed, two souls drawn to the river’s water again and again until their veins were filled with water and the river was filled with their blood.

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(A canon-compliant account of Aeron Bracken and Davos Blackwood over the years, told in small snippets from the Red Fork river.)

The first chapters of my new Davron/Brackwood fanfic are up!

[swedestwriter]

the same as when first I saw you

(A Davos Blackwood x Aeron Bracken fanfic)

When Davos Blackwood was five years of age he had seen Aeron Bracken playing with his kinsmen near the boundary stones at the Mill by the Red Fork river. His older brother Samwell the Younger had stopped him from joining in the game of swords.

Thirteen years later, Samwell the Younger was dead and buried in the godswood near Raventree Hall, and Davos saw Aeron again; this time in a seedy tavern. There was no one to stop Davos from approaching this time, and the pretty young man was a target he would not give up chasing.

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Chapter 6: For our shared sins, I beg forgiveness | Now posted!

[swedestwriter]

(fanfic) all must choose, all must fight

Aeron and Davos both survive the Battle of the Burning Mill, and must answer the call of their liege lord, Oscar Tully, to gather at Harrenhal and fight for the rightful Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen.

War moves quickly, and leaves no time for thinking of the past. Their forces are expected to fight as loyal Rivermen, but Aeron Bracken still struggles with the consequences and guilt of what happened that day by the mill: what he and Davos Blackwood caused, and the horrors that ensued.

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In other words: a fix-it where Aeron and Davos survive, Oscar Tully is an ally, and two Rivermen discover guilt and pain from war is a little easier to carry when it's shared between two souls.

The final epilogue has been posted!

[swedestwriter]

the same as when first I saw you

(A Davos Blackwood x Aeron Bracken fanfic)

When Davos Blackwood was five years of age he had seen Aeron Bracken playing with his kinsmen near the boundary stones at the Mill by the Red Fork river. His older brother Samwell the Younger had stopped him from joining in the game of swords.

Thirteen years later, Samwell the Younger was dead and buried in the godswood near Raventree Hall, and Davos saw Aeron again; this time in a seedy tavern. There was no one to stop Davos from approaching this time, and the pretty young man was a target he would not give up chasing.

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Chapter 5: Glimpses of you, impressions of us | Now posted!

[swedestwriter]

(Davos Blackwood x Aeron Bracken fanfic)

When Davos Blackwood was five years of age he had seen Aeron Bracken playing with his kinsmen near the boundary stones at the Mill by the Red Fork river. His older brother Samwell the Younger had stopped him from joining in the game of swords.

Thirteen years later, Samwell the Younger was dead and buried in the godswood near Raventree Hall, and Davos saw Aeron again; this time in a seedy tavern. There was no one to stop Davos from approaching this time, and the pretty young man was a target he would not give up chasing.

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Chapter 4: Glimpses of you, impressions of us | Now posted!