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"
If
I
don
’
t
fall
in
the
mud
.
"
Sam
struggled
back
into
his
boots
,
collected
quill
and
parchment
,
and
shouldered
out
into
the
night
,
the
rain
pattering
down
on
his
cloak
and
floppy
hat
.
Ghost
laid
his
head
on
his
paws
and
went
to
sleep
by
the
fire
.
Jon
stretched
out
beside
him
,
grateful
for
the
warmth
.
He
was
cold
and
wet
,
but
not
so
cold
and
wet
as
he
’
d
been
a
short
time
before
.
Perhaps
tonight
the
Old
Bear
will
learn
something
that
will
lead
us
to
Uncle
Benjen
.
He
woke
to
the
sight
of
his
own
breath
misting
in
the
cold
morning
air
.
When
he
moved
,
his
bones
ached
.
Ghost
was
gone
,
the
fire
burnt
out
.
Jon
reached
to
pull
aside
the
cloak
he
’
d
hung
over
the
rock
,
and
found
it
stiff
and
frozen
.
He
crept
beneath
it
and
stood
up
in
a
forest
turned
to
crystal
.
The
pale
pink
light
of
dawn
sparkled
on
branch
and
leaf
and
stone
.
Every
blade
of
grass
was
carved
from
emerald
,
every
drip
of
water
turned
to
diamond
.
Flowers
and
mushrooms
alike
wore
coats
of
glass
.
Even
the
mud
puddles
had
a
bright
brown
sheen
.
Through
the
shimmering
greenery
,
the
black
tents
of
his
brothers
were
encased
in
a
fine
glaze
of
ice
.
So
there
is
magic
beyond
the
Wall
after
all
.
He
found
himself
thinking
of
his
sisters
,
perhaps
because
he
’
d
dreamed
of
them
last
night
.
Sansa
would
call
this
an
enchantment
,
and
tears
would
fill
her
eyes
at
the
wonder
of
it
,
but
Arya
would
run
out
laughing
and
shouting
,
wanting
to
touch
it
all
.
"
Lord
Snow
?
"
he
heard
.
Soft
and
meek
.
He
turned
.
Crouched
atop
the
rock
that
had
sheltered
him
during
the
night
was
the
rabbit
keeper
,
wrapped
in
a
black
cloak
so
large
it
drowned
her
.
Sam
’
s
cloak
,
Jon
realized
at
once
.
Why
is
she
wearing
Sam
’
s
cloak
?
"
The
fat
one
told
me
I
’
d
find
you
here
,
m
’
lord
,
"
she
said
.
"
We
ate
the
rabbit
,
if
that
’
s
what
you
came
for
.
"
The
admission
made
him
feel
absurdly
guilty
.
"
Old
Lord
Crow
,
him
with
the
talking
bird
,
he
gave
Craster
a
crossbow
worth
a
hundred
rabbits
.
"
Her
arms
closed
over
the
swell
of
her
belly
.
"
Is
it
true
,
m
’
lord
?
Are
you
brother
to
a
king
?
"
