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Arya

           

           BesidethegentlylappingwatersofGodsEye,alonggibbetofrawgreenwoodhadbeenthrownup,andthingsthathadoncebeenmendangledthere,theirfeetinchains,whilecrowspeckedattheirfleshandflappedfromcorpsetocorpse.Foreverycrowtherewereahundredflies.Whenthewindblewoffthelake,thenearestcorpsetwistedonitschain,eversoslightly.Thecrowshadeatenmostofitsface,andsomethingelsehadbeenatitaswell,somethingmuchlarger.Throatandchesthadbeentornapart,andglisteninggreenentrailsandribbonsofraggedfleshdangledfromwherethebellyhadbeenopened.Onearmhadbeenrippedrightofftheshoulder;Aryasawthebonesafewfeetaway,gnawedandcracked,pickedcleanofmeat.

           Shemadeherselflookatthenextmanandtheonebeyondhimandtheonebeyondhim,tellingherselfshewashardasastone.Corpsesall,sosavagedanddecayedthatittookheramomenttorealizetheyhadbeenstrippedbeforetheywerehanged.Theydidnotlooklikenakedpeople;theyhardlylookedlikepeopleatall.Thecrowshadeatentheireyes,andsometimestheirfaces.Ofthesixthinthelongrow,nothingremainedbutasingleleg,stilltangledinitschains,swayingwitheachbreeze.

           Fearcutsdeeperthanswords.Deadmencouldnothurther,butwhoeverhadkilledthemcould.Wellbeyondthegibbet,twomeninmailhauberksstoodleaningontheirspearsinfrontofthelonglowbuildingbythewater,theonewiththeslateroof.

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