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"
Was
it
magic
?
"
"
Call
it
that
for
want
of
a
better
word
,
if
you
must
.
At
heart
it
was
only
a
different
sort
of
knowledge
.
"
"
What
was
it
?
"
Luwin
set
down
his
quill
.
"
No
one
truly
knows
,
Bran
.
The
children
are
gone
from
the
world
,
and
their
wisdom
with
them
.
It
had
to
do
with
the
faces
in
the
trees
,
we
think
.
The
First
Men
believed
that
the
greenseers
could
see
through
the
eyes
of
the
weirwoods
.
That
was
why
they
cut
down
the
trees
whenever
they
warred
upon
the
children
.
Supposedly
the
greenseers
also
had
power
over
the
beasts
of
the
wood
and
the
birds
in
the
trees
.
Even
fish
.
Does
the
Reed
boy
claim
such
powers
?
"
"
No
.
I
don
’
t
think
.
But
he
has
dreams
that
come
true
sometimes
,
Meera
says
.
"
"
All
of
us
have
dreams
that
come
true
sometimes
.
You
dreamed
of
your
lord
father
in
the
crypts
before
we
knew
he
was
dead
,
remember
?
"
"
Rickon
did
too
.
We
dreamed
the
same
dream
.
"
"
Call
it
greensight
,
if
you
wish
.
.
.
but
remember
as
well
all
those
tens
of
thousands
of
dreams
that
you
and
Rickon
have
dreamed
that
did
not
come
true
.
Do
you
perchance
recall
what
I
taught
you
about
the
chain
collar
that
every
maester
wears
?
"
Bran
thought
for
a
moment
,
trying
to
remember
.
"
A
maester
forges
his
chain
in
the
Citadel
of
Oldtown
.
It
’
s
a
chain
because
you
swear
to
serve
,
and
it
’
s
made
of
different
metals
because
you
serve
the
realm
and
the
realm
has
different
sorts
of
people
.
Every
time
you
learn
something
you
get
another
link
.
Black
iron
is
for
ravenry
,
silver
for
healing
,
gold
for
sums
and
numbers
.
I
don
’
t
remember
them
all
.
"
