Viserion hanging, like a bat, out of the brick vaults of the Great Pyramid Dungeons
Viserion and Rhaegal wait behind the door, in the darkness of the Dungeons of the Great Pyramid of Meereen;
a Fantasy Illustration for A Dance With Dragons
by George RR Martin
Their rusted hinges let out a pair of screams, for all those who might have slept through the breaking of the lock.
A wash of sudden heat assaulted them, heavy with the odors of ash, brimstone, and burnt meat.
It was black beyond the doors, a sullen stygian darkness that seemed alive and threatening, hungry.
Quentyn could sense that there was something in that darkness, coiled and waiting.
When Quentyn Martell finally managed to enter the dungeons chambers, inside which Queen Daenerys had locked her two children that, unlike Drogon, had been captured by her Unsullied.
Nor the dornish prince, nor his dornish companions, or the sellswords accompanying them, were prepared to face the two dragons emerging from the heat and darkness below the Great Pyramid.
He first met Rhaegal, the green dragon, that was in the pit just in front of him; only after a few moments battling his fears engaging with the beast he was remembered of the second dragon, Viserion, the white one, to find him hanging over him from the vaulted ceiling.
The A Dance with Dragons adventures of the Prince culminated when he went through heavy iron doors to front the dangerous darkness in that chamber:
Reference excerpt from the book: The Dragontamer; A Dance with Dragons
For a moment he saw only the blackened arches of the bricks above, scorched by dragonflame.
A trickle of ash caught his eye, betraying movement.
Something pale, half-hidden, stirring.
He’s made himself a cave, the prince realized.
A burrow in the brick.
The foundations of the Great Pyramid of Meereen were massive and thick to support the weight of the huge structure overhead; even the interior walls were three times thicker than any castle’s curtain walls.
But Viserion had dug himself a hole in them with flame and claw, a hole big enough to sleep in.
And we’ve just woken him.
He could see what looked like some huge white serpent uncoiling inside the wall, up where it curved to become the ceiling.
More ash went drifting downward, and a bit of crumbling brick fell away.
The serpent resolved itself into a neck and tail, and then the dragon’s long horned head appeared, his eyes glowing in the dark like golden coals.
His wings rattled, stretching.
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