Okay, this is my first attempt at writing a GoT fic, but the whole thing is already written on paper – as well as the sequel – so I can tell you that the first chapter is just a little crappy…but that's only because I had to get into the flow of the story. When I first wrote this, it didn't have a prologue but I'm adding one now, so this is slightly better written than the first chapter. Forgive me if Arkarian is slightly OOC in this fic, but I swear that he'll be somewhat back to normal in a few chapters. Now, enough chatter, here's the prologue.
The Separation
Prologue
A dark haired girl walks aimlessly among the dead trees. She knows that she is dead, and she wants desperately to live once more, but she knows that's impossible. Of course, anything is possible now, as she's about to find out. A tall figure walks towards her. When it speaks, she knows that it's male.
"There you are," the man says. "I've been looking for you."
The girl knows that this man is dead; she saw him die! But then, she thinks, so am I. This must be some sort of…land of the dead.
The man laughs. "Yes, that's right. But I know that you want to live once more, so I am here to let you do just that."
She opens her mouth silently, words failing her for a moment. "…how?" she asks when her voice will finally work once more.
"I can give life back to anybody I wish, and I choose to give it to you."
She bows her head. "Thank you," she whispers.
"Not a problem. But before I let you go, you need to promise something."
"What's that?"
"You cannot tell a soul that I gave your life back, or else it will be taken away again."
She gulps. "Okay. I won't tell anybody."
Short prologue, I know. But I couldn't really write any more like that without using names, and, although you've probably already figured out who the two people are, I won't say anything until later on in the story. But I'll type the first chapter as quickly as I can, and I'll try to have it up today. Key word, try.