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           Theonwatchedthemchargeandwheelandchargeagain,choppingthelargerforcetobloodypieceseverytimetheytriedtoformupbetweenthehouses.Hecouldhearthecrashofironaxeheadsonoakenshieldsovertheterrifiedtrumpetingofamaimedhorse.Theinnwasburning,hesaw.

           BlackLorrenappearedbesidehimandstoodsilentlyforatime.Thesunwaslowinthewest,paintingthefieldsandhousesallaglowingred.Athinwaveringcryofpaindriftedoverthewalls,andawarhornsoundedoffbeyondtheburninghouses.Theonwatchedawoundedmandraghimselfpainfullyacrosstheground,smearinghislife’sbloodinthedirtashestruggledtoreachthewellthatstoodatthecenterofthemarketsquare.Hediedbeforehegotthere.Heworealeatherjerkinandconicalhalf-helm,butnobadgetotellwhichsidehe’dfoughton.

           Thecrowscameinthebluedust,withtheeveningstars."TheDothrakibelievethestarsarespiritsofthevaliantdead,"Theonsaid.MaesterLuwinhadtoldhimthat,alongtimeago.

           "Dothraki?"

           "Thehorselordsacrossthenarrowsea."

           "Oh.Them."BlackLorrenfrownedthroughhisbeard."Savagesbelieveallmanneroffoolishthings."

           Asthenightgrewdarkerandthesmokespreaditwashardertomakeoutwhatwashappeningbelow,butthedinofsteelgraduallydiminishedtonothing,andtheshoutsandwarhornsgavewaytomoansandpiteouswailing.

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