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He
was
in
deadly
earnest
,
Tyrion
realized
.
He
felt
faintly
embarrassed
for
the
old
man
.
Lord
Mormont
had
spent
a
good
part
of
his
life
on
the
Wall
,
and
he
needed
to
believe
if
those
years
were
to
have
any
meaning
.
"
I
promise
,
the
king
will
hear
of
your
need
,
"
Tyrion
said
gravely
,
"
and
I
will
speak
to
my
father
and
my
brother
Jaime
as
well
.
"
And
he
would
.
Tyrion
Lannister
was
as
good
as
his
word
.
He
left
the
rest
unsaid
;
that
King
Robert
would
ignore
him
,
Lord
Tywin
would
ask
if
he
had
taken
leave
of
his
senses
,
and
Jaime
would
only
laugh
.
"
You
are
a
young
man
,
Tyrion
,
"
Mormont
said
.
"
How
many
winters
have
you
seen
?
"
He
shrugged
.
"
Eight
,
nine
.
I
misremember
.
"
"
And
all
of
them
short
.
"
"
As
you
say
,
my
lord
.
"
He
had
been
born
in
the
dead
of
winter
,
a
terrible
cruel
one
that
the
maesters
said
had
lasted
near
three
years
,
but
Tyrion
's
earliest
memories
were
of
spring
.
"
When
I
was
a
boy
,
it
was
said
that
a
long
summer
always
meant
a
long
winter
to
come
.
This
summer
has
lasted
nine
years
,
Tyrion
,
and
a
tenth
will
soon
be
upon
us
.
Think
on
that
.
"
"
When
I
was
a
boy
,
"
Tyrion
replied
,
"
my
wet
nurse
told
me
that
one
day
,
if
men
were
good
,
the
gods
would
give
the
world
a
summer
without
ending
.
Perhaps
we
've
been
better
than
we
thought
,
and
the
Great
Summer
is
finally
at
hand
.
"
He
grinned
.
The
Lord
Commander
did
not
seem
amused
.
"
You
are
not
fool
enough
to
believe
that
,
my
lord
.
Already
the
days
grow
shorter
.
There
can
be
no
mistake
,
Aemon
has
had
letters
from
the
Citadel
,
findings
in
accord
with
his
own
.
The
end
of
summer
stares
us
in
the
face
.
"
Mormont
reached
out
and
clutched
Tyrion
tightly
by
the
hand
.
"
You
must
make
them
understand
.
I
tell
you
,
my
lord
,
the
darkness
is
coming
.
There
are
wild
things
in
the
woods
,
direwolves
and
mammoths
and
snow
bears
the
size
of
aurochs
,
and
I
have
seen
darker
shapes
in
my
dreams
.
"
"
In
your
dreams
,
"
Tyrion
echoed
,
thinking
how
badly
he
needed
another
strong
drink
.
Mormont
was
deaf
to
the
edge
in
his
voice
.
"
The
fisherfolk
near
Eastwatch
have
glimpsed
white
walkers
on
the
shore
.
"
