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"
He
must
have
heard
our
voices
,
"
Bran
said
.
"
Hodor
,
you
forgot
your
clothes
.
"
"
Hodor
,
"
Hodor
agreed
.
He
was
dripping
wet
from
the
neck
down
,
steaming
in
the
chill
air
.
His
body
was
covered
with
brown
hair
,
thick
as
a
pelt
.
Between
his
legs
,
his
manhood
swung
long
and
heavy
.
Osha
eyed
him
with
a
sour
smile
.
"
Now
there
's
a
big
man
,
"
she
said
.
"
He
has
giant
's
blood
in
him
,
or
I
'm
the
queen
.
"
"
Maester
Luwin
says
there
are
no
more
giants
.
He
says
they
're
all
dead
,
like
the
children
of
the
forest
.
All
that
's
left
of
them
are
old
bones
in
the
earth
that
men
turn
up
with
plows
from
time
to
time
.
"
"
Let
Maester
Luwin
ride
beyond
the
Wall
,
"
Osha
said
.
"
He
'll
find
giants
then
,
or
they
'll
find
him
.
My
brother
killed
one
.
Ten
foot
tall
she
was
,
and
stunted
at
that
.
They
've
been
known
to
grow
big
as
twelve
and
thirteen
feet
.
Fierce
things
they
are
too
,
all
hair
and
teeth
,
and
the
wives
have
beards
like
their
husbands
,
so
there
's
no
telling
them
apart
.
The
women
take
human
men
for
lovers
,
and
it
's
from
them
the
half
bloods
come
.
It
goes
harder
on
the
women
they
catch
.
The
men
are
so
big
they
'll
rip
a
maid
apart
before
they
get
her
with
child
.
"
She
grinned
at
him
.
"
But
you
do
n't
know
what
I
mean
,
do
you
,
boy
?
"
"
Yes
I
do
,
"
Bran
insisted
.
He
understood
about
mating
;
he
had
seen
dogs
in
the
yard
,
and
watched
a
stallion
mount
a
mare
.
But
talking
about
it
made
him
uncomfortable
.
He
looked
at
Hodor
.
"
Go
back
and
bring
your
clothes
,
Hodor
,
"
he
said
.
"
Go
dress
.
"
"
Hodor
.
"
He
walked
back
the
way
he
had
come
,
ducking
under
a
low-hanging
tree
limb
.
He
was
awfully
big
,
Bran
thought
as
he
watched
him
go
.
"
Are
there
truly
giants
beyond
the
Wall
?
"
he
asked
Osha
,
uncertainly
.
"
Giants
and
worse
than
giants
,
Lordling
.
I
tried
to
tell
your
brother
when
he
asked
his
questions
,
him
and
your
maester
and
that
smiley
boy
Greyjoy
.
The
cold
winds
are
rising
,
and
men
go
out
from
their
fires
and
never
come
back
...
or
if
they
do
,
they
're
not
men
no
more
,
but
only
wights
,
with
blue
eyes
and
cold
black
hands
.
Why
do
you
think
I
run
south
with
Stiv
and
Hali
and
the
rest
of
them
fools
?
Mance
thinks
he
'll
fight
,
the
brave
sweet
stubborn
man
,
like
the
white
walkers
were
no
more
than
rangers
,
but
what
does
he
know
?
He
can
call
himself
King-beyond-the-Wall
all
he
likes
,
but
he
's
still
just
another
old
black
crow
who
flew
down
from
the
Shadow
Tower
.
He
's
never
tasted
winter
.
I
was
born
up
there
,
child
,
like
my
mother
and
her
mother
before
her
and
her
mother
before
her
,
born
of
the
Free
Folk
.
We
remember
.
"
Osha
stood
,
her
chains
rattling
together
.
"
I
tried
to
tell
your
lordling
brother
.
Only
yesterday
,
when
I
saw
him
in
the
yard
.
