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"
Summer
!
"
Bran
screamed
.
And
Summer
came
,
shooting
from
the
dimness
behind
them
,
a
leaping
shadow
.
He
slammed
into
Shaggydog
and
knocked
him
back
,
and
the
two
direwolves
rolled
over
and
over
in
a
tangle
of
grey
and
black
fur
,
snapping
and
biting
at
each
other
,
while
Maester
Luwin
struggled
to
his
knees
,
his
arm
torn
and
bloody
.
Osha
propped
Bran
up
against
Lord
Rickard
's
stone
wolf
as
she
hurried
to
assist
the
maester
.
In
the
light
of
the
guttering
torch
,
shadow
wolves
twenty
feet
tall
fought
on
the
wall
and
roof
.
"
Shaggy
,
"
a
small
voice
called
.
When
Bran
looked
up
,
his
little
brother
was
standing
in
the
mouth
of
Father
's
tomb
.
With
one
final
snap
at
Summer
's
face
,
Shaggydog
broke
off
and
bounded
to
Rickon
's
side
.
"
You
let
my
father
be
,
"
Rickon
warned
Luwin
.
"
You
let
him
be
.
"
"
Rickon
,
"
Bran
said
softly
.
"
Father
's
not
here
.
"
"
Yes
he
is
.
I
saw
him
.
"
Tears
glistened
on
Rickon
's
face
.
"
I
saw
him
last
night
.
"
"
In
your
dream
...
?
"
Rickon
nodded
.
"
You
leave
him
.
You
leave
him
be
.
He
's
coming
home
now
,
like
he
promised
.
He
's
coming
home
.
"
Bran
had
never
seen
Maester
Luwin
took
so
uncertain
before
.
Blood
dripped
down
his
arm
where
Shaggydog
had
shredded
the
wool
of
his
sleeve
and
the
flesh
beneath
.
"
Osha
,
the
torch
,
"
he
said
,
biting
through
his
pain
,
and
she
snatched
it
up
before
it
went
out
.
Soot
stains
blackened
both
legs
of
his
uncle
's
likeness
.
"
That
...
that
beast
,
"
Luwin
went
on
,
"
is
supposed
to
be
chained
up
in
the
kennels
.
"
Rickon
patted
Shaggydog
's
muzzle
,
damp
with
blood
.
"
I
let
him
loose
.
He
does
n't
like
chains
.
"
He
licked
at
his
fingers
.
