entranceway | first dream

[ bran stark has been told through all of his life that his family's curse is just that--a curse. growing up with the lidells had not been a bad life, save for a terrible fall that left him crippled from the waist down, but it was often a lonely one. while the family was big, they only had each other, and they lived that way because their curse wouldn't allow them to touch anyone who was their opposite gender, or a terrible thing would happen.

but here was the thing: for bran, it wasn't that terrible.

when he bumped into a girl in the middle of the hallway, it had only somewhat been an accident. he didn't quite recognize her, but bran was thrilled with the puff of smoke that followed, because he left his wheelchair (and his clothes) far behind. for as a raven his legs were still useless, but his wings?

his wings stretched on, catching the wind above the great house they've been spending their time in and sailing out through the windows. whoever he ran into would simply have to wonder where he'd gone, as when he was stuck as a raven? well, he could fly.

so, he does, out of the window and through the skies towards the tallest part of the mansion. he used to love to climb as a kid, and this is that but a thousand times better, and he soars through the mansion, ducking down to tug on the occasional dog's tail, feeling light and, well, free as free could be.

all that comes to an end though, and when bran feels the pull of being human again, he alights down on top of the roof. there's a poof and he's back to normal--and very stuck. he sends out a video message that shows just his face, showing a skill with the device that definitely wasn't there before today. there are six or seven ravens around him, just visible in the video feed, cawing and occasionally picking at his hair. bran seems completely unbothered by them as he speaks.]

Hullo. [ how to start this. ] I'm, um. Stuck on the roof. Would someone be able to help me?

[ how embarrassing. ]

{ this will serve as a catchall for the event! if you don't want to reply to the video post that's more than fine--just lemme know you want something different! feel free to run into him as either a raven or a person, although there isn't much "running into" to be done to a kid in a new wheelchair ~~that i can assume he got since this is an AU event ♥~~. }

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[ Now Bran, Hannibal has no intention of scolding you. Not when you are reaching for something you desire beyond the constraints of your life. It's that entirely human desperate need for the unattainable that keeps him interested. He smiles back, patronizingly pleasant. ]

Don't lie to me, Bran, there is no need. I find nothing wrong at all with you wanting your freedom.

[ busted. the youngest cousin flashes his teeth in his relieved smile in response, his shoulders drooping downwards. he's heard things about his cousin from his sister, but bran likes to make sure he understands each member of the family for himself--and besides, hannibal has shown him nothing but kindness, despite the differences in their curses. ]

Is it the same when you change as well? [ for him, anyway, it truly is a freedom, as a bird. ] There is nothing that can match it, I think, but everyone tells me I shouldn't do it on purpose.

[ a beat. ] I'm always very careful, though.

[ a smile. ]

Not careful enough it seems.

[ It's good to make decisions for yourself, Bran. Better to take the warnings of others into consideration but better for him that you choose not to. ]

There is a freedom to being our respective beasts, Bran. As humans our bodies are adapted for survival in the most general sense, but a cat is adapted for keener things than just survival, and a bird knows the world from above with greater detail than man ever will. When you change, you are at your peak.

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