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Jon

           

           Yetevenso,JonSnowwasnotsorryhehadcome.Therewerewondershereaswell.Hehadseensunlightflashingonicythinwaterfallsastheyplungedoverthelipsofsheerstonecliffs,andamountainmeadowfullofautumnwildflowers,bluecoldsnapsandbrightscarletfrostfiresandstandsofpiper’sgrassinrussetandgold.Hehadpeereddownravinessodeepandblacktheyseemedcertaintoendinsomehell,andhehadriddenhisgarronoverawind-eatenbridgeofnaturalstonewithnothingbutskytoeitherside.Eaglesnestedintheheightsandcamedowntohuntthevalleys,circlingeffortlesslyongreatblue-greywingsthatseemedalmostpartofthesky.Oncehehadwatchedashadowcatstalkaram,flowingdownthemountainsidelikeliquidsmokeuntilitwasreadytopounce.

           Nowitisourturntopounce.Hewishedhecouldmoveassureandsilentasthatshadowcat,andkillasquickly.Longclawwassheathedacrosshisback,buthemightnothaveroomtouseit.Hecarrieddirkanddaggerforcloserwork.Theywillhaveweaponsaswell,andIamnotarmored.Hewonderedwhowouldprovetheshadowcatbynight’send,andwhotheram.

           Foralongwaytheystayedtothetrail,followingitstwistsandturnsasitsnakedalongthesideofthemountain,upward,everupward.Sometimesthemountainfoldedbackonitselfandtheylostsightofthefire,butsoonorlateitwouldalwaysreappear.ThepathStonesnakechosewouldneverhaveservedforthehorses.

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