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Jon

           Wewerecrossingthebarrowlands,meandthemenmyfathersenttoseemenorth,andthiswhitestuffbegantofall,likeasoftrain.AtfirstIthoughtitwassobeautiful,likefeathersdriftingfromthesky,butitkeptonandon,untilIwasfrozentothebone.Themenhadcrustsofsnowintheirbeardsandmoreontheirshoulders,andstillitkeptcoming.Iwasafraiditwouldneverend."

           Jonsmiled.

           TheWallloomedbeforethem,glimmeringpalelyinthelightofthehalfmoon.Intheskyabove,thestarsburnedclearandsharp."Aretheygoingtomakemegoupthere?"Samasked.Hisfacecurdledlikeoldmilkashelookedatthegreatwoodenstairs."I’lldieifIhavetoclimbthat."

           "There’sawinch,"Jonsaid,pointing."Theycandrawyouupinacage."

           SamwellTarlysniffled."Idon’tlikehighplaces."

           Itwastoomuch.Jonfrowned,incredulous."Areyouafraidofeverything?"heasked."Idon’tunderstand.Ifyouaretrulysocraven,whyareyouhere?WhywouldacowardwanttojointheNight’sWatch?"

           SamwellTarlylookedathimforalongmoment,andhisroundfaceseemedtocaveinonitself.Hesatdownonthefrost-coveredgroundandbegantocry,hugechokingsobsthatmadehiswholebodyshake.JonSnowcouldonlystandandwatch.Likethesnowfallonthebarrowlands,itseemedthetearswouldneverend.

           ItwasGhostwhoknewwhattodo.Silentasshadow,thepaledirewolfmovedcloserandbegantolickthewarmtearsoffSamwellTarly’sface.Thefatboycriedout,startled...andsomehow,inaheartbeat,hissobsturnedtolaughter.

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