eachdraidh | first dream. video -> text.

[ the video is at first, accidental--simply because bran was repeating what the fairies had told him when the locket was placed in his hands. what eachdraidh is presented with is not the face of a boy, but the snout and eyes of a very large wolf, looking into the locket as if he could see straight through it. ]

That isn't--Summer, to me-- [ the video jostles for a moment, just long enough to show a blurry, shaky image, as if the locket was being carried by someone and left to dangle. the image is of a boy, maybe eight or nine years old, with curly brown hair and piercing blue eyes. he looks surprised to see his own face in the locket, and when he lunges forward, it's only with his hands, as if he couldn't move otherwise from where he seemed to be seated against a pillar.

(he couldn't.)

the feed cuts off for a moment, before it's replaced with the text function. if it wasn't for the dictation of the lockets, bran wouldn't be able to speak with this, surely, but he watches it move with fascination as he speaks into it. ]

I seek someone who could carry a boy great distances.
My companion might have wandered off
But he only speaks his name, and is very large.
else, I would ask for help, with only kindnesses to spare in return.
I am at the castle the fairy called Caer Glaem, and I would like to move to the room they have granted me.

Thank you

[ bran doesn't like asking for help. he's never liked it, but losing his legs forced the young wolf to learn to trust people, even when he didn't want to. all he could do was hope that meera or jojen or hodor had simply wandered off, and that once he was moved to somewhere safe, he could search the castle through summer's eyes, instead.

if reached before response, bran can be found sitting up against a pillar. summer is a fair distance away, but not so far--the moment someone approaches, the large wolf steps protectively in front of the boy, ears pinned back, nose ready to curl up in a snarl. ]

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I see
I believe she's very far from me, but I'm unable to reach her, for now
Is Caer Glaem safe?

[ "Is Caer Glaem safe?"

She remembers waiting in the Greenwood while others attacked, Celegorm and Grell and Ganondorf and the great bear. She remembers worrying about those sent to retrieve the Jabberwock tooth and riding through the gates, through the halls and down into the underground ruins while the castle around her burned. She remembers becoming a great shadow creature, not having any conscious idea of who Ariadne was and attacking the Seelie fortress, smashing down the gates with her great horned head and sweeping through guards like they were nothing. ]

It's a large target.

[ oh.

well, that's not much different than his normal life, to be honest. something twists in his chest, and he looks across at summer for a moment before responding again. ]

Then, I need to go somewhere safe, until I can meet with Meera once more?

[ not that he can move. ]

I don't know that anywhere in this land is truly safe. But Caer Glaem has other Shardholders who will help you, along with the native guards.

It sounds much like home.

[ well it does. ]

The kindness of strangers is all I can go upon here, but if you speak truly, then there are many allies to be found like you.

I don't know if he's at the castle, but there's a man named Steve Rogers. He has a shield with him most of the time, red and white and blue with a star. He's kind; if you ask him for help, he'll do so.

I'll find him as soon as I can
Thank you, my lady.

You're welcome.
You can call me Ariadne, if you'd like.

Well met, Ariadne.
I'm called Bran.

It's very nice to meet you, Bran.

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