The Healer
Things you do waiting for the next season of GOT... Inspired by the quizzes like 'Who'd you be in in #GOT' or memes about how Jorah will get well, I got carried away, much. I just decided to practise some narrating techniques while writing this story. Perhaps someone will enjoy it :) The Healer ‘Nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-eight.’ she thought. Bracket, the wolf, sniffed the body and wagged. That meant, ‘alive’. The man didn’t move, apparently some fellow traveller had dragged him from the raft and left here, on the opening behind the gorge, where she always checked for her patients. Those who weren’t able to climb her mountain. ‘I’m getting on, I guess, no more strength to carry them into the cave, but just two more,’ she said to herself. Silly habit, but when you have lived for so long on your own, you stop pretending you even care for appearances. If a trinewolf is your only company, you start to freak out. Pity Bracket can’t help her carry, but he...