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Jon

           "IsitCrasterwhofrightensyou,Gilly?"

           "Forthebaby,notforme.Ifit’sagirl,that’snotsobad,she’llgrowafewyearsandhe’llmarryher.ButNellasaysit’stobeaboy,andshe’shadsixandknowsthesethings.Hegivestheboystothegods.Comethewhitecold,hedoes,andoflateitcomesmoreoften.That’swhyhestartedgivingthemsheep,eventhoughhehasatasteformutton.Onlynowthesheep’sgonetoo.Nextitwillbedogs,till..."Sheloweredhereyesandstrokedherbelly.

           "Whatgods?"Jonwasrememberingthatthey’dseennoboysinCraster’sKeep,normeneither,saveCrasterhimself.

           "Thecoldgods,"shesaid."Theonesinthenight.Thewhiteshadows."

           AndsuddenlyJonwasbackintheLordCommander’sToweragain.Aseveredhandwasclimbinghiscalfandwhenheprieditoffwiththepointofhislongsword,itlaywrithing,fingersopeningandclosing.Thedeadmanrosetohisfeet,blueeyesshininginthatgashedandswollenface.Ropesoftornfleshhungfromthegreatwoundinhisbelly,yettherewasnoblood.

           "Whatcoloraretheireyes?"heaskedher.

           "Blue.Asbrightasbluestars,andascold."

           Shehasseenthem,hethought.Crasterlied.

           "Willyoutakeme?JustsofarastheWall"

           "WedonotridefortheWall.Weridenorth,afterManceRayderandtheseOthers,thesewhiteshadowsandtheirwights.

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