a base of brown rocks

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“His elk?” said Meera, startled. “His ravens?” said Jojen. “Hodor?” said Hodor. “Was he green?” Bran wanted to know. “Did he have antlers?” Th. “The elk?” “Coldhands,” said Bran impatiently. “The green men ride on elks, Old Nan used to say. Sometimes they have antlers too.” “He wasn’t a green man. He wore blacks, like a brother of the Watch, but he was pale as a wight, with hands so cold that at first I was afraid. The wights have blue eyes, though, and they don’t have tongues, or they’ve forgotten how to use them.” The fat man turned to Jojen. “He’ll be waiting. We should go. Do you have anything warmer to wear? The Black Gate is cold, and the other side of the Wall is even colder. You -” “Why didn’t he come with you?” Meera gestured toward Gilly and her babe
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“They came with you, why not him? Why didn’t you bring him through this Black Gate too?” “He... he can’t.” “Why not?” “The Wall. The Wall is more than just ice and stone, he said. There are spells woven into it... old ones, and strong. He cannot pass beyond the Wall.” It grew very quiet in the castle kitchen then Profertil hk.

Bran could hear the soft crackle of the flames, the wind stirring the leaves in the night, the creak of the skinny weirwood reaching for the moon. Beyond the gates the monsters live, and the giants and the ghouls, he remembered Old Nan saying, but they cannot pass so long as the Wall stands strong. So go to sleep, my little Brandon, my baby boy. You needn’t fear. There are no monsters here. “I am not the one you were told to bring,” Jojen Reed told fat Sam in his stained and baggy blacks. “He is.” “Oh.” Sam looked down at him uncertainly. It might have been just then that he realized Bran was crippled. “I don’t... I’m not strong enough to carry you, I...” “Hodor can carry me.” Bran pointed at his basket. “I ride in that, up on his back.” Sam was staring at him. “You’re Jon Snow’s brother. The one who fell...” “No,” said Jojen. “That boy is dead.” “Don’t tell,” Bran warned. “Please.” Sam looked confused for a moment, but finally he said, “I... I can keep a secret. Gilly too.” When he looked at her, the girl nodded. “Jon “...Jon was my brother too Profertil hk.