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"
That
’
s
a
long
cruel
climb
by
night
,
"
Ebben
said
as
he
eyed
the
distant
spark
through
a
cleft
in
the
rocks
that
sheltered
them
.
The
sky
was
cloudless
,
the
jagged
mountains
rising
black
on
black
until
the
very
top
,
where
their
cold
crowns
of
snow
and
ice
shone
palely
in
the
moonlight
.
"
And
a
longer
fall
,
"
said
Qhorin
Halfhand
.
"
Two
men
,
I
think
.
There
are
like
to
be
two
up
there
,
sharing
the
watch
.
"
"
Me
.
"
The
ranger
they
called
Stonesnake
had
already
shown
that
he
was
the
best
climber
among
them
.
It
would
have
to
be
him
.
"
And
me
,
"
said
Jon
Snow
.
Qhorin
Halfhand
looked
at
him
.
Jon
could
hear
the
wind
keening
as
it
shivered
through
the
high
pass
above
them
.
One
of
the
garrons
whickered
and
pawed
at
the
thin
stony
soil
of
the
hollow
where
they
had
taken
shelter
.
"
The
wolf
will
remain
with
us
,
"
Qhorin
said
.
"
White
fur
is
seen
too
easily
by
moonlight
.
"
He
turned
to
Stonesnake
.
"
When
it
’
s
done
,
throw
down
a
burning
brand
.
We
’
ll
come
when
we
see
it
fall
.
"
"
No
better
time
to
start
than
now
,
"
said
Stonesnake
.
They
each
took
a
long
coil
of
rope
.
Stonesnake
carried
a
bag
of
iron
spikes
as
well
,
and
a
small
hammer
with
its
head
wrapped
in
thick
felt
.
Their
garrons
they
left
behind
,
along
with
their
helms
,
mail
,
and
Ghost
.
Jon
knelt
and
let
the
direwolf
nuzzle
him
before
they
set
off
.
"
Stay
,
"
he
commanded
.
"
I
’
ll
be
back
for
you
.
"
Stonesnake
took
the
lead
.
He
was
a
short
wiry
man
,
near
fifty
and
grey
of
beard
but
stronger
than
he
seemed
,
and
he
had
the
best
night
eyes
of
anyone
Jon
had
ever
known
.
He
needed
them
tonight
.
By
day
the
mountains
were
blue
-
grey
,
brushed
with
frost
,
but
once
the
sun
vanished
behind
the
jagged
peaks
they
turned
black
.
Now
the
rising
moon
had
limned
them
in
white
and
silver
.
The
black
brothers
moved
through
black
shadows
amidst
black
rocks
,
working
their
way
up
a
steep
,
twisting
trail
as
their
breath
frosted
in
the
black
air
.
Jon
felt
almost
naked
without
his
mail
,
but
he
did
not
miss
its
weight
.
This
was
hard
going
,
and
slow
.
To
hurry
here
was
to
risk
a
broken
ankle
or
worse
.
Stonesnake
seemed
to
know
where
to
put
his
feet
as
if
by
instinct
,
but
Jon
needed
to
be
more
careful
on
the
broken
,
uneven
ground
.
