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And… I’m back home! Two CT scans later, after a panic by the doctors where they thought I didn’t have appendicitis, but instead a much more serious inflammation ofthe main artery that supplies blood to my legs (scary), they’ve finally settled on a painful disease that isn’t life threatening (or at least, not yet). I’ve been knocked out with morphine and codeine and shoved full of antibiotics. What a performance. While I was there, I discovered why I never write longhand. I love my computer. Thank you for all your well wishes, everyone. Most appreciated, even if I did have a load of trouble getting online whilst I was there. Normal service shall now be resumed. After a good night’s kip. And a decent cup of coffee. And a couple of days rest, probably. And a shower to get this horrible hospital smell off of me.

So I went to work, and did feel better for a little bit, but I guess I paid for it later on after I’d dropped the greyhound off for her appointment at the vet for her teeth. I waited until 6pm to get the dog back. She’s had two teeth out and is on the settee all woozy, poor thing. Vet also dug two corns out of her feet while she was under. Yes, I waited for her, but then I dialled the NHS, to see what was going on with me, because I’ve been in – well, I wouldn’t call it agony, because I’ve had gallstones before, but it’s close enough. I don’t know why their phone number exists. Off I go to hospital, as soon as I’ve gathered some stuff together, because it could be my appendix. At my age! Why can’t they just cut all the useless bits off when you’re young? Anyway, hope it isn’t. Hope I come back quick. Like tonight. Hope I come back. I am not bloody dying on the 10th of October. They can’t make me. (If, later, it turns out to be the case, I’d be grateful if you could all go ahead and believe it happened on the 11th for me) Oh, and I’m taking paper and a pen with me, because they kept me in for one night for the gallbladder surgery, and I was climbing the walls then. *looks at dog* Seriously bad timing this. Really, terribly bad... *sighs* *swears* *disappears*

Ok… *whistles Wedding March* Yep! Tormund is getting hitched! Chapter Twenty-two If you read – have fun! This is a really long chapter from me, at around 5,500 words.

Kind of stalled on this at the moment. Not sure why, because I can still “see” the scene very clearly, it’s just not… *sighs* I wish I could turn the TV off, but other people would have things to say about that

Chapter Twenty-one

Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty If you read – enjoy! Yes, Clegane finally gets there, and he feels fairly good about it.

Chapter Eighteen

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Thank you! You are made of awesome – I’ve PM’d you

Thank you, Bronx! I know I’m probably taking some liberties with the time framing of all this, but hell.. they deserve a treat after that. So I left one for them. Haha… myself, I’m like, wow, bit of an overreaction there, guys! But, hey, I let them do what they want. Can’t complain if they do it. I’m not sure about Brienne… from what we’ve seen, I don’t think it would be beyond the realm of possibility that she’d join in if she was there. I mean, remember the “Two quick deaths?” scene? She likes her justice. And you are all caught up! If you don’t mind, and when you have some time, let me know if you are happy to read through the next chapter for me. It’s the Tyrion one. Just now, I’ve let it happen in Clegane’s pov, because I think the reveal works better that way. But… I keep referring to it in my head as the Tyrion Monster, because it’s one of those that existed for a good week or two on my machine as plain dialogue like a script, and I’ve had to do all the shading in, and you’re never quite sure when you do that if it reads properly. :/

Thank you… Oh… I kid you not, I didn’t know if I’d be able to do it. I’d known for a while I was going to try it, and I knew the reasoning, and the angle I was going to use, and I still though. Shit, no… the muse will kill me. But.. it happened. Poor bugger. But it fits! That’s the thing! When you think about Arya etc. It fits so well it has to be right. IMO anyway.. Poor sod. If it means anything. He’s currently there right now in my libre office. Or just about to be, for real. *giggles*

Thank you Honestly, I couldn’t rush these characters. If I tried, I’d completely lose them. She needs a lot of time, and he does too. Tormund, not so much, which is why he kind of took a back seat near the beginning of it all. He’s coming to the forefront more now, though. And especially as they begin in earnest. That surprise is on its way. I’m hoping it will appeal to Brienne’s romantic heart, and I think it will. She follows the seven, so she doesn’t need to take it so seriously, which will help. The getting there will be quite dramatic though. Brienne’s fears… it seemed to me that she’d had the courage to do all these different things, talking about what came next would really be natural. And she demands to be taken seriously for them too. She not a girl, she’s a woman, and I think both Tormund and Clegane understand that quite well. They know she’s not silly. Having said that, I think they were both fairly alarmed too, and clueless, lol.

Thank you so much! I honestly found that scene bloody horrible to watch. Brienne deserves so much better, and I was so glad when Jaime rescued her. I think at this point, anyone who threatens her would get a great deal of violence from the two of them. I can easily imagine her getting all pissed off at being interrupted though, lol. Oh, I think she’d need to beat them down. She’s never going to lie back and think of Westeros, is she? Not even when she’s liking it

Thank you again! Ah, but Podrick has now shown himself to be capable and courageous in front of the whole of Winterfell. There’ll be no more idiots causing trouble for him. Brienne is clever, and careful with her friends. Hmm… Tormund for now. I’m afraid this is the first part of my author manipulation. Second part will be coming. But really, Jon Snow would see the three of them as amazingly useful, especially given the information he’s about to receive about himself, and how he might end up fighting in this war.

Thank you, Bronx! lol… I was sure Clegane would decline, just as he did, and I was also sure Brienne wouldn’t be able to resist a little bit of “practice” of her own.. even while he was asleep. I think she’d have that kind of approach, to be honest. And, if she did give herself the go ahead, I think she’d have very few hang ups. As for Tormund, he is wicked, but he’s also got an amazing scene coming up when things start coming together. I’m going to be writing that next. See… I don’t think he can actually have her without getting into some kind of ‘being married’ situtaiton, so I’ve got a little plan. And so has he. Good job he’s a lunatic. It’s a do it or die thing. And the last of Brienne’s defences will finally come down… really excited for writing this!

So the dog is doing okay. She’s had an injection, and another one today. She’s finally started eating again, and is on a strict diet of chicken and rice. She’s happy. That’s more cooking than I can be bothered with for myself at the moment. Although, a week on monday she’s going under to have her teeth cleaned and any extractions done – a whole other can of worms. Greyhounds and their teeth. I’m sure it’s their racing diet. They get fed crap. And cocaine As for the story, I might finally be getting to the end of shading in the Tyrion scene that I wrote the dialogue for some time ago. Having said that, I’m not altogether sure I’m happy with it, which is a bit of a bugger. I’ve more or less already got the next two or three smut chapters word perfect in my head, waiting to be written down. So, it might be a while. Right now I’ve kept it in Clegane’s pov. If I decide to switch to Tyrion to see if it works out any better, I’ll have to rewrite the whole bloody thing from the beginning, and it’s a four thousand word chapter. So… *sighs* If you’re reading this looking for updatds… sorry, folks. I just don’t know when.

Haha! Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it, Anon Regarding this chapter, I was a little surprised by Tormund, but then on reflection, I think it’s right. He’s completely at ease with himself, he admits in canon he’s “good at killing people” and we see he’s actually quite violent when necessary. I think this fits very well for him, given the situation. But, yes, it’s quite bloody indeed.

Things may slow down… one of the dogs is ill again :/ Currently waiting to take her to the vets. She wouldn’t eat this morning, and it sounds like something is having a great deal of fun with her insides, but since the dogs I keep are susceptible to bloat, I always err on the side of caution. But it’s this watching the clock hand go round now until the appointment time. *sighs*

Chapter Seventeen Warning for bloody violence.

Since I have a month, I might provisionally say yes, since it appears I am writing again, however it will depend very much on the current set of muses letting me go for long enough. I’ll try and think something up anyway. I’m guessing this could also be themed on Mischievous Night if I was setting it where I live. Bonfires… Fawkes… that one guy who gets burnt over and over again for all eternity, and for whom the fires of Hell are turning out to be a literal truth. Hmm… ETA: It seems we are quite a vengeful lot when we put our minds to it.

Chapter Sixteen And... I’d really better go and start doing something else now. *sighs*