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Jon

           Itwasnottimeforhisbandagestobechanged.Jonfrownedsuspiciously."Why?"hedemanded.Samlookedmiserable.Thatwasanswerenough."Youtoldhim,didn’tyou?"Jonsaidangrily."Youtoldhimthatyoutoldme."

           "I...he...Jon,Ididn’twantto...heasked...ImeanIthinkheknew,heseesthingsnooneelsesees..."

           "He’sblind,"Jonpointedoutforcefully,disgusted."Icanfindthewaymyself."HeleftSamstandingthere,openmouthedandquivering.

           HefoundMaesterAemonupintherookery,feedingtheravens.Clydaswaswithhim,carryingabucketofchoppedmeatastheyshuffledfromcagetocage."Samsaidyouwantedme?"

           Themaesternodded."Ididindeed.Clydas,giveJonthebucket.Perhapshewillbekindenoughtoassistme."Thehunched,pink-eyedbrotherhandedJonthebucketandscurrieddowntheladder."Tossthemeatintothecages,"Aemoninstructedhim."Thebirdswilldotherest."

           Jonshiftedthebuckettohisrighthandandthrusthisleftdownintothebloodybits.Theravensbegantoscreamnoisilyandflyatthebars,beatingatthemetalwithnight-blackwings.Themeathadbeenchoppedintopiecesnolargerthanafingerjoint.Hefilledhisfistandtossedtherawredmorselsintothecage,andthesquawkingandsquabblinggrewhotter.Feathersflewastwoofthelargerbirdsfoughtoverachoicepiece.QuicklyJongrabbedasecondhandfulandthrewitinafterthefirst."LordMormont’sravenlikesfruitandcorn."

           "Heisararebird,"themaestersaid.

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