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Bran

           I’vehadmyfillo’blunderingintheblack."Heheardthescrapeofaheelonstone,turnedhisheadtowardthesound,butsawnothing.Hethoughthecouldsmellher,buthewasn’tsure.Allofthemstankalike,andhedidnothaveSummer’snosetotellonefromtheother."LastnightIpissedonaking’sfoot,"Oshawenton."Mightbeitwasmorning,whocansay?Iwassleeping,butnowI’mnot."Theyallsleptalot,notonlyBran.Therewasnothingelsetodo.Sleepandeatandsleepagain,andsometimestalkalittle...butnottoomuch,andonlyinwhispers,justtobesafe.Oshamighthavelikeditbetteriftheyhadnevertalkedatall,buttherewasnowaytoquietRickon,ortostopHodorfrommuttering,"Hodor,hodor,hodor,"endlesslytohimself.

           "Osha,"Bransaid,"IsawWinterfellburning."Offtohisleft,hecouldhearthesoftsoundofRickon’sbreathing.

           "Adream,"saidOsha.

           "Awolfdream,"saidBran."Ismelledittoo.Nothingsmellslikefire,orblood."

           "Whoseblood?"

           "Men,horses,dogs,everyone.Wehavetogosee."

           "Thisscrawnyskinofmine’stheonlyoneIgot,"saidOsha."Thatsquidprincecatchesholdo’me,they’llstripitoffmybackwithawhip."

           Meera’shandfoundBran’sinthedarknessandgavehisfingersasqueeze."I’llgoifyou’reafraid."

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