Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Watching The Future Novels & Stories

An enormous eye. Evelyn felt the universe tremble. The First Dream fell to her knees. Hope couldn't breathe. David whispered: "No." Evelyn looked at him. "You know it." David nodded. "I've seen it." "When?" "Before I met you." "What did it do?" David looked at the eye. "It showed me the future." Evelyn's voice became quiet. "What future?" "The one where you lose." The eye began descending. The other Evelyn stepped backward. "It's here."

I took my eyes off her for a while. Toward the window. Toward the snow. In the direction of the mountain ahead. The network was subtle and silent in my awareness. Ninety-two threads. Connected. Living. Growing. Home. I glanced back, and Evelyn was still watching me. Now I realized what she was looking at. Not me. Not only me. The future. The child. The next generation. A future that she never had envisioned. "No fear," she whispered. "No ownership." I felt my eyes start to flood me with tears without warning.

The day I went to meet my online boyfriend, Liam Hayes, in person, two of them showed up. One walked past me with my best friend holding his arm. "Weren't you supposed to meet someone else today? Why did you come to spend time with me instead?" "No one important. I didn’t feel like going." The other kept sending messages to my phone: "I'm sorry I'm late. Are you upset? Where are you? I don't see you." My fingertips went cold. I snapped a photo of the man from behind and sent it. "Is this you?" A brief silence followed before he replied with a selfie. The man in the photo wore the white shirt we'd agreed on. His face was the same, but his jawline was a little more defined than that of the man

"Hector, my stomach is killing me. I think my gastritis is acting up again, so I went home to lie down. We were supposed to celebrate with barbecue tonight, too. Ugh. You and Winona go ahead without me. Don't worry about me." I read both messages again, my grip tightening around the phone. Something about them felt wrong. They were both giving me a reason why they couldn't meet me tonight. And according to those messages from my future self, I already knew exactly where they were supposed to be. If it hadn't been for that mysterious text message, I probably would have gone straight to the pharmacy to pick up some medicine for Benjamin. After that, I would have checked on Winona and reminded

It must have driven her insane, the way it was driving her right now inside that Veil. Sometimes it was indeed just better not to know things. Especially if the message wasn’t any good. My eyes traveled to Thorne. If the glimpse into the future were to come from him, I didn’t want to hear it at all. His pearl-like eyes were fixed on mine, and it felt like he was staring right through me. The raven still looked so familiar, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Knowing what I knew, I was supposed to scream in fear at the sight of that thing, but for some reason, I didn’t.

“Don’t make me watch this.” Frozen, unable to close my eyes or block out her harrowing whimpers, I watched as my mate—the girl I tried so hard to loathe—left this world. The cold, cruel voice of the flames slithered through my head once more. “It doesn’t have to be this way, Orion. So much wasted blood. So much wasted power. Let me show you your future if you were to join me…” The vision changed. Gone was the blood flooding the streets. Gone was the soot staining the cobblestone.

" She left. The door clicked shut. Silence settled over the room. I touched my wrist lightly. Then I wrapped my arms around myself and drifted back to sleep. *** Third-Person POV Riverside Diner. Two women with identical faces sat across from each other. The air felt heavy. "You're saying you're me from ten years in the future. What happened to Wystan and me?" Future Leah met her gaze. "He died. Yesterday." Young Leah's fingers clenched instantly. Her nails dug into her palms until blood welled up.

“Don’t waste it.” Wren gives her a look that could mean anything, but doesn’t flinch. They drag her away, and the council chamber empties, the ghosts of argument lingering in the corners. I wait until the last voice is gone before I let myself collapse onto the cold bench, head in my hands. I’ve bought us time. Maybe nothing else. The future is uncertain. But for the first time in my life, I want to see what it looks like.

The memory faded and Rhiannon showed him 2 different futures. 1 showing what would be if Felan and he had died and 1 of them living. Felan saw a future where everyone was dark. There were no joy, no love, and no laughter. The other as you probably guessed is the complete opposite. It was better than the world he lived in now.

⸻ A future where Lyra lived happily. ❤️ ⸻ A future where Orion survived. 🌙 ⸻ A future where the Mother never lost another child. ⸻ A future where the Dreamer remained asleep forever. ⸻ A future where nobody suffered again. ⸻ Perfect futures. ⸻ Beautiful futures. ⸻ And every one of them was a lie. ⸻ The Witness immediately spoke. 👁️ ⸻ “Artificial outcomes.” ⸻ The visions shattered.