(Eighth Flight - Video)

[decisiveconquest]

(Not many will hear the purring of contented Dragons, yet that deep rumble cannot be mistaken. Daenerys is sitting by her eldest son, running a hand soothingly over his forehead. She is also singing.

The youngest Targaryen does not have the voice of her brother - in all its sweet power - but she can sing. The song itself is sad, but maybe a bit fitting after all she and Drogon have endured.)

High in the halls of the kings who are gone
Jenny would dance with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most

The ones who'd been gone for so very long
She couldn't remember their names
They spun her around on the damp old stones
Spun away all her sorrow and pain

And she never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave

They danced through the day and into the night
Through the snow that swept through the hall
From winter to summer then winter again​​
Til the walls did crumble and fall

And she never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave

And she never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave

High in the halls of the kings who are gone
Jenny would dance with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most