The snow had fallen for days, and the world lay silent and cold as Hodor carried Bran through the frozen woods. Amid the white desolation, Bran spotted a single orange-red flower blooming through the frost—a fragile flame against the winter. He whispered, “This is how it starts,” knowing the first sign of spring was not sunlight, but resilience. Hodor paused, silent but understanding, as if honoring the small miracle beneath his feet. In that quiet moment, the boy and the giant moved forward, leaving behind not just footsteps—but a dream of spring.
I painted this diorama for a online painting competition for the A Song of Ice and Fire Miniatures Game by CMON.
Sioux Native
Gold!