Mother of Dragons...

Over on the Sylvanian Families forum, every few weeks there is a new Creative Challenge.  I joined in last time with the Spring Festival theme, but haven't posted my entry here yet (as it is part of a story that I haven't finished yet - it is coming soon, I promise!)

Anyway, last week the new challenge theme was announced:  Television and Radio.

Now I have to say, at first I was a bit disappointed about this theme, as Macadamia Grove doesn't have these technologies.  It was mentioned that we could feature a play or dance recital instead, and I thought, yeah maybe....  And then I saw the other suggestion - to paraphrase:  "have your critters recreate your favourite TV show."  And then I had an idea...

Oh, dear.  Suddenly, this was the most exciting theme yet!  I got to work right away.  This was going to be EPIC.  And then I realised - sooo many characters... sooo many storylines... SOOO much sewing...  So I've downsized, and chosen to concentrate on one character for the moment.  I'm hoping to have time to explore some others at a later date, as this was just SO much fun!  (By the way, there will be light spoilers here, but nothing past Season Three or thereabouts).  Without further ado, I hereby present the first instalment of my....

SYLVANIAN  GAME  OF  THRONES !

Having been sold off in marriage to the Dothraki leader Khal Drogo, and having initially been really quite frightened of the whole situation (not to mention being way too young for all this!), Daenerys Targaryen was starting to think that maybe her new husband wasn't so bad after all...

"I must ride to battle, Moon of My Life."
"Return to me, my Sun and Stars."

Plus there were the fossilised dragon eggs that she had been given as a wedding present.  They were nice, too.  Weird that everyone else said they were cold as stone - they always felt warm to her...

When Drogo died, Daenerys was grief stricken.  She placed the dragon eggs on his funeral pyre, then as the flames rose high in the night, and ignoring the alarmed cries of her new people, the Khaleesi herself walked into the flames.

Imagine the shock and awe the next morning, when the Dothraki people discovered their Khaleesi had not burned to death, but emerged from the ashes with three newly hatched dragons!

Years passed...  Daenerys travelled much, and encountered many dangers and challenges, but she learned a great deal, and yet kept her pure heart.  This was a young lady who was changing the world.  Above all, she always remained focused on her dreams of returning to her homeland of Westeros, and reclaiming the Iron Throne that was rightfully hers...

With her dragons growing larger every day, and her loyal armies amassing behind her, Daenerys felt there was nothing that could possibly stand in her way...

"All hail Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, First of Her Name, The Unburnt, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains and Mother of Dragons!"


Will this be how the story ends?  Who else can't wait for Season Eight?

For this challenge, I made all of the costumes, the dragon eggs and their box, and the Iron Throne.  I also made all the stone-look floors and walls, but they were made previously for roads etc in our Town display.  Thank you to my daughter Caitlyn for lending me her Silk Cat and Walnut Squirrel figures, as well as her Viserion Pop Vinyl!  (and no, my twelve year old does NOT watch or read Game of Thrones - but she does like dragons!)