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Bran

           SummerfollowedthemupthetowerstepsasHodorcarriedBranbacktohisbed.OldNanwasasleepinherchair.Hodorsaid"Hodor,"gathereduphisgreat-grandmother,andcarriedheroff,snoringsoftly,whileBranlaythinking.RobbhadpromisedthathecouldfeastwiththeNight’sWatchintheGreatHall."Summer,"hecalled.Thewolfboundeduponthebed.Branhuggedhimsohardhecouldfeelthehotbreathonhischeek."Icanridenow,"hewhisperedtohisfriend."Wecangohuntinginthewoodssoon,waitandsee."Afteratimeheslept.

           Inhisdreamhewasclimbingagain,pullinghimselfupanancientwindowlesstower,hisfingersforcingthemselvesbetweenblackenedstones,hisfeetscrabblingforpurchase.Higherandhigherheclimbed,throughthecloudsandintothenightsky,andstillthetowerrosebeforehim.Whenhepausedtolookdown,hisheadswamdizzilyandhefelthisfingersslipping.Brancriedoutandclungfordearlife.Theearthwasathousandmilesbeneathhimandhecouldnotfly.Hecouldnotfly.Hewaiteduntilhishearthadstoppedpounding,untilhecouldbreathe,andhebegantoclimbagain.Therewasnowaytogobutup.Farabovehim,outlinedagainstavastpalemoon,hethoughthecouldseetheshapesofgargoyles.Hisarmsweresoreandaching,buthedarednotrest.Heforcedhimselftoclimbfaster.Thegargoyleswatchedhimascend.Theireyesglowedredashotcoalsinabrazier.Perhapsoncetheyhadbeenlions,butnowtheyweretwistedandgrotesque.

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