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Jon

           Theoldmencalledthisweatherspiritsummer,andsaiditmeanttheseasonwasgivingupitsghostsatlast.Afterthisthecoldwouldcome,theywarned,andalongsummeralwaysmeantalongwinter.Thissummerhadlastedtenyears.Jonhadbeenababeinarmswhenitbegan.

           Ghostranwiththemforatimeandthenvanishedamongthetrees.Withoutthedirewolf,Jonfeltalmostnaked.Hefoundhimselfglancingateveryshadowwithunease.Unbidden,hethoughtbackonthetalesthatOldNanusedtotellthem,whenhewasaboyatWinterfell.Hecouldalmosthearhervoiceagain,andtheclick-click-clickofherneedles.Inthatdarkness,theOtherscameriding,sheusedtosay,droppinghervoicelowerandlower.Coldanddeadtheywere,andtheyhatedironandfireandthetouchofthesun,andeverylivingcreaturewithhotbloodinitsveins.Holdfastsandcitiesandkingdomsofmenallfellbeforethem,astheymovedsouthonpaledeadhorses,leadinghostsoftheslain.Theyfedtheirdeadservantsonthefleshofhumanchildren...

           WhenhecaughthisfirstglimpseoftheWallloomingabovethetopsofanancientgnarledoak,Jonwasvastlyrelieved.Mormontreinedupsuddenlyandturnedinhissaddle."Tarly,"hebarked,"comehere."

           JonsawthestartoffrightonSam’sfaceashelumbereduponhismare;doubtlesshethoughthewasintrouble."You’refatbutyou’renotstupid,boy,"theOldBearsaidgruffly."Youdidwellbackthere.Andyou,Snow."

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