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It
seemed
only
a
few
heartbeats
after
she
took
her
leave
that
the
door
opened
again
,
and
Jojen
Reed
entered
unbidden
,
with
his
sister
Meera
behind
him
.
"
You
heard
about
the
bird
?
"
Bran
asked
.
The
other
boy
nodded
.
"
It
wasn
’
t
a
supper
like
you
said
.
It
was
a
letter
from
Robb
,
and
we
didn
’
t
eat
it
,
but
—
"
"
The
green
dreams
take
strange
shapes
sometimes
,
"
Jojen
admitted
.
"
The
truth
of
them
is
not
always
easy
to
understand
.
"
"
Tell
me
the
bad
thing
you
dreamed
,
"
Bran
said
.
"
The
bad
thing
that
is
coming
to
Winterfell
.
"
"
Does
my
lord
prince
believe
me
now
?
Will
he
trust
my
words
,
no
matter
how
queer
they
sound
in
his
ears
?
"
Bran
nodded
.
"
It
is
the
sea
that
comes
.
"
"
The
sea
?
"
"
I
dreamed
that
the
sea
was
lapping
all
around
Winterfell
.
I
saw
black
waves
crashing
against
the
gates
and
towers
,
and
then
the
salt
water
came
flowing
over
the
walls
and
filled
the
castle
.
Drowned
men
were
floating
in
the
yard
.
When
I
first
dreamed
the
dream
,
back
at
Greywater
,
I
didn
’
t
know
their
faces
,
but
now
I
do
.
That
Alebelly
is
one
,
the
guard
who
called
our
names
at
the
feast
.
Your
septon
’
s
another
.
Your
smith
as
well
.
"
"
Mikken
?
"
Bran
was
as
confused
as
he
was
dismayed
.
"
But
the
sea
is
hundreds
and
hundreds
of
leagues
away
,
and
Winterfell
’
s
walls
are
so
high
the
water
couldn
’
t
get
in
even
if
it
did
come
.
"
