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"
You
would
too
,
if
you
could
fly
.
"
"
If
I
could
fly
,
I
’
d
be
back
at
Castle
Black
eating
a
pork
pie
,
"
said
Sam
.
Jon
clapped
him
on
the
shoulder
with
his
burned
hand
.
They
walked
back
through
the
camp
together
.
Cookfires
were
being
lit
all
around
them
.
Overhead
,
the
stars
were
coming
out
.
The
long
red
tail
of
Mormont
’
s
Torch
burned
as
bright
as
the
moon
.
Jon
heard
the
ravens
before
he
saw
them
.
Some
were
calling
his
name
.
The
birds
were
not
shy
when
it
came
to
making
noise
.
They
feel
it
too
.
"
I
’
d
best
see
to
the
Old
Bear
,
"
he
said
.
"
He
gets
noisy
when
he
isn
’
t
fed
as
well
.
"
He
found
Mormont
talking
with
Thoren
Smallwood
and
half
a
dozen
other
officers
.
"
There
you
are
,
"
the
old
man
said
gruffly
.
"
Bring
us
some
hot
wine
,
if
you
would
.
The
night
is
chilly
.
"
"
Yes
,
my
lord
.
"
Jon
built
a
cookfire
,
claimed
a
small
cask
of
Mormont
’
s
favorite
robust
red
from
stores
,
and
poured
it
into
a
kettle
.
He
hung
the
kettle
above
the
flames
while
he
gathered
the
rest
of
his
ingredients
.
The
Old
Bear
was
particular
about
his
hot
spiced
wine
.
So
much
cinnamon
and
so
much
nutmeg
and
so
much
honey
,
not
a
drop
more
.
Raisins
and
nuts
and
dried
berries
,
but
no
lemon
,
that
was
the
rankest
sort
of
southron
heresy
—
which
was
queer
,
since
he
always
took
lemon
in
his
morning
beer
.
The
drink
must
be
hot
to
warm
a
man
properly
,
the
Lord
Commander
insisted
,
but
the
wine
must
never
be
allowed
to
come
to
a
boil
.
Jon
kept
a
careful
eye
on
the
kettle
.
As
he
worked
,
he
could
hear
the
voices
from
inside
the
tent
.
Jarman
Buckwell
said
,
"
The
easiest
road
up
into
the
Frostfangs
is
to
follow
the
Milkwater
back
to
its
source
.
Yet
if
we
go
that
path
,
Rayder
will
know
of
our
approach
,
certain
as
sunrise
.
"
"
The
Giant
’
s
Stair
might
serve
,
"
said
Ser
Mallador
Locke
,
"
or
the
Skirling
Pass
,
if
it
’
s
clear
.
"
The
wine
was
steaming
.
