After so many of his sleeping hours spent here, he has grown familiar with this place.
It's overwhelmingly claustrophobic, the well little more than a narrow shaft that stretches infinitely upward, the only light emanating from the sapphires below. They roll, tumbling over each other, rising to sparkle and shine before sinking again into the black water.
From his omnipotent view, Jaime watches and wishes he could scoop them up and spirit them away. Anxiety steals his heart every time one sinks beneath the lapping waves, the feeling washing away only when another surfaces, an ebb and flow that he follows behind his closed lids.
Over and over, night after night they churn, softly clinking together in a delicate but melodic song.
But tonight, the water is thick as oil, leaving behind a murky glaze that dims their inner light. He can only watch in mute horror as one by one
they sink
and fall
until finally
they
fail
to
rise.
12:23AM Jaime: Find anythihg?
12:23AM Jaime: grace?
12:23AM Jaime: Brienne?
12:24AM B. Tarth: I'm fine and no, there's nothing here. It's too dark to continue so I'm on my way home.
12:26AM Jaime: how long til you msjr it back?
12:26AM B. Tarth: About 45 min.
12:27AM Jaime: yur dad with you?
12:29AM B. Tarth: No. it isn't safe for others.
12:31AM Jaime: is not safe for anyone. you shuld have let me go wit you. me or your dad. his murderous rage culd come n handy
12:32AM B. Tarth: He only has that for you.
12:32AM Jaime: im a godsdamn delihgt.
12:34AM B. Tarth: Go to sleep Jaime. I'll text you tomorrow.
8:45AM Jaime: Next time I consider hanging out with Tyrion, remind me of this hangover.
8:51AM Jaime: When are you going back out there?
8:58AM Jaime: I'm going with you.
12:12PM Jaime: Are you still sleeping? I have questions about your book. I want to cross-reference it with the folklore compendium I have. I recognize some of these.
12:14PM Jaime: A monster that only eats entrails... lovely. That's new.
12:18PM Jaime: And oh, look, a sentient hive-mind intelligence that uses colorful hypnotic lures and dissolves its prey. Doesn't exactly make for light lunch-break reading.
12:20PM Jaime: A Face Stealer? An actual Face Stealer.
12:20PM Jaime: Please tell me that one is not going to come here.
12:21PM Jaime: Botox may actually become a survival necessity.
12:22PM Jaime: My sister will be thrilled.
12:58PM Jaime: Grace?
1:18PM Jaime: Brienne?
1:20PM Jaime: Come on, Grace. Give me something
1:20PM Jaime: anything
1:52PM Jaime: fine. I'm heading to your place. If you get this, I humbly request your father not try to assault me
2:03PM Jaime: It's all gone all of it
2:03PM Jaime: I thought it was just fading and the lighting
2:03PM Jaime: my colors
2:03PM Jaime: but
2:03PM Jaime: its you