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Daenerys

           Danybidthemkilltheweakestoftheirdyinghorses,sothedeadmanmightgomountedintothenightlands.

           Twonightslater,itwasaninfantgirlwhoperished.Hermother’sanguishedwailinglastedallday,buttherewasnothingtobedone.Thechildhadbeentooyoungtoride,poorthing.Notforhertheendlessblackgrassesofthenightlands;shemustbebornagain.

           Therewaslittleforageintheredwaste,andlesswater.Itwasasereanddesolatelandoflowhillsandbarrenwindsweptplains.Theriverstheycrossedweredryasdeadmen’sbones.Theirmountssubsistedonthetoughbrowndevilgrassthatgrewinclumpsatthebaseofrocksanddeadtrees.Danysentoutridersrangingaheadofthecolumn,buttheyfoundneitherwellsnorsprings,onlybitterpools,shallowandstagnant,shrinkinginthehotsun.Thedeepertheyrodeintothewaste,thesmallerthepoolsbecame,whilethedistancebetweenthemgrew.Ifthereweregodsinthistracklesswildernessofstoneandsandandredclay,theywereharddrygods,deaftoprayersforrain.

           Winegaveoutfirst,andsoonthereaftertheclottedmare’smilkthehorselordslovedbetterthanmead.Thentheirstoresofflatbreadanddriedmeatwereexhaustedaswell.Theirhuntersfoundnogame,andonlythefleshoftheirdeadhorsesfilledtheirbellies.Deathfolloweddeath.Weakchildren,wrinkledoldwomen,thesickandthestupidandtheheedless,thecruellandclaimedthemall.

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