In all those SIs where people are dumped into Westeros, they always lament about how bad they've got it. Well, they don't got shit. It could be much worse. They could have been dumped into the body of Lyanna Stark. Broken, bloodied, genderbent, with a new born bastard, and enough emotional baggage to fill a airport...
NAD:
Добрая сказка о тех самых нитях, незримых. О волшебстве и магии без палочек. О добре человеческого сердца, чудиках и чудесах. И в финале так тепло, будто душу укутали шарфом с серебряными снежинками.