Dream II ❄ unintentional video

[branstark]

[Bran is navigating his new wheelchair outside to put out a dish of water for Summer. He's set the device aside to keep his hands free, so it picks up recording from a distance.

When Bran leans forward to set the dish down, he freezes very suddenly, every muscle in his body going rigid. His lips begin to mouth a word, but then his eyes go wide, he shouts, and lurches backwards. The dish falls to the ground with a loud clatter, splattering water over Bran's shoes and the legs of his trousers.

Summer comes running then, posture fierce and alert. When the wolf reaches Bran, he sniffs him curiously and plants large paws on Bran's knees, going up on his hind legs to lick Bran's face. Bran takes a deep, shuddering breath, and hugs the wolf hard around the neck. Summer's eyes squint shut for a moment, and when they open again, their eerie yellow tint seeps back in. To the careful observer, there may be something different about Summer's fur, too-- his coat is silver-grey, but the variance of colour in it may have deepened just a little.]

I'm sorry. I'll get you more water.

[When he wheels back towards the device, he notices it recording, and his brow furrows. When he reaches in to turn it off again, his hand is shaking.]

Comments

[onlyholey]

Bran? Are you alright, mate?

[branstark.livejournal.com]

Yes. [Well...] I... I think I saw a dream. Only, I was awake...

[onlyholey]

Like a vision or some sort?

[branstark.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] I-in the water...

[onlyholey]

Maybe it's acting like a crystal ball.

Although I always saw bugger all in those things.

[branstark.livejournal.com]

A... a crystal ball. [Bran thinks he may have heard something like that in a story once, but he isn't sure.] What is it?

[onlyholey]

Lets you see the future, mate. Never took much stock in them, though. Mostly it's all rubbish.

I would believe too hard in what you saw.

[branstark.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] But, it wasn't the future I saw. It was the past.

[onlyholey]

A memory, then?

[branstark.livejournal.com]

[Another nod.] Mhm. Something that happened to me, before... [Before here, but he doesn't have the words to finish that thought.]

[onlyholey]

[George Weasley knows more than enough about unpleasant memories. Bran gets a sympathetic smile.]

Sorry about that. You alright?

[branstark.livejournal.com]

Yes. [Well, sort of. He's a little shaken still, so it's share-time...] When I was... after I got hurt, right after? A man came into my room, and he tried to kill me. He had a knife. Summer stopped him, but... [He shudders a little, and shakes his head.] I saw him again, when I looked into the water. With the knife. It was like he wanted to get out, and try again...

[onlyholey]

You're at the centre, right? Is there anyone there who can help you out?

[likeboudica.livejournal.com]

Are you all right?

[branstark.livejournal.com]

Y-yes. I thought I saw... something, that's all. But, it wasn't anything.

[likeboudica.livejournal.com]

Oh. I hope it has not unsettled you too much.

[branstark.livejournal.com]

I'm all right. It's only, it made me remember.

[likeboudica.livejournal.com]

Bad memories?

[branstark.livejournal.com]

[He nods shyly.]

Somebody tried to kill me.

[likeboudica.livejournal.com]

Those are hardly good. I'm sorry.

[branstark.livejournal.com]

It's all right. It was... a long time ago.

[likeboudica.livejournal.com]

A long time? But you seem rather young, if you do not mind me saying.

[branstark.livejournal.com]

I'm nearly ten.

[likeboudica.livejournal.com]

How long is a long time?

[branstark.livejournal.com]

[Bran has to think about this. So much has happened that he's stopped keeping track of the time.]

It was summer then. I was eight.