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Bran

           

           OldNantoldscarystoriesofbeastlingsandshapechangerssometimes.Inthestoriestheywerealwaysevil."I’mnotlikethat,"Bransaid."I’mnot.It’sonlydreams."

           "Thewolfdreamsarenotruedreams.Youhaveyoureyeclosedtightwheneveryou’reawake,butasyoudriftoffitfluttersopenandyoursoulseeksoutitsotherhalf.Thepowerisstronginyou."

           "Idon’twantit.Iwanttobeaknight."

           "Aknightiswhatyouwant.Awargiswhatyouare.Youcan’tchangethat,Bran,youcan’tdenyitorpushitaway.Youarethewingedwolf,butyouwillneverfly."Jojengotupandwalkedtothewindow."Unlessyouopenyoureye."HeputtwofingerstogetherandpokedBranintheforehead,hard.

           Whenheraisedhishandtothespot,Branfeltonlythesmoothunbrokenskin.Therewasnoeye,notevenaclosedone."HowcanIopenitifit’snotthere?"

           "Youwillneverfindtheeyewithyourfingers,Bran.Youmustsearchwithyourheart."JojenstudiedBran’sfacewiththosestrangegreeneyes."Orareyouafraid?"

           "MaesterLuwinsaysthere’snothingindreamsthatamanneedfear."

           "Thereis,"saidJojen.

           "What?"

           "Thepast.Thefuture.Thetruth."

           Theylefthimmoremuddledthanever.Whenhewasalone,Brantriedtoopenhisthirdeye,buthedidn’tknowhow.

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