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Jon

           Inthedream,thecorpsehefoughthadblueeyes,blackhands,andhisfather’sface,buthedarednottellMormontthat.

           "DywenandHakereturnedlastnight,"theOldBearsaid."Theyfoundnosignofyouruncle,nomorethantheothersdid."

           "Iknow."Jonhaddraggedhimselftothecommonhalltosupwithhisfriends,andthefailureoftherangers’searchhadbeenallthemenhadbeentalkingof.

           "Youknow,"Mormontgrumbled."Howisitthateveryoneknowseverythingaroundhere?"Hedidnotseemtoexpectananswer."Itwouldseemtherewereonlythetwoof...ofthosecreatures,whatevertheywere,Iwillnotcallthemmen.Andthankthegodsforthat.Anymoreand...well,thatdoesn’tbearthinkingof.Therewillbemore,though.Icanfeelitintheseoldbonesofmine,andMaesterAemonagrees.Thecoldwindsarerising.Summerisatanend,andawinteriscomingsuchasthisworldhasneverseen."

           Winteriscoming.TheStarkwordshadneversoundedsogrimorominoustoJonastheydidnow."Mylord,"heaskedhesitantly,"it’ssaidtherewasabirdlastnight..."

           "Therewas.Whatofit?"

           "Ihadhopedforsomewordofmyfather."

           "Father,"tauntedtheoldraven,bobbingitsheadasitwalkedacrossMormont’sshoulders."Father."

           TheLordCommanderreacheduptopinchitsbeakshut,buttheravenhoppeduponhishead,fluttereditswings,andflewacrossthechambertolightaboveawindow."Griefandnoise,"Mormontgrumbled."That’sallthey’regoodfor,ravens.

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