A dozen streams drain the wetwood, all shallow, silty,and uncharted. Only a few streaksof silver marred the lustrous black hair that receded from his brow in awidow's peak as sharply pointed as his nose. It took them a few minutes to gather their things and hoist Bran into hiswicker seat on Hodor's back. The other will beharder.
Stannis crossed his arms. As he drew back his hugefist, the blood on his gauntlet seemed to smoke in the cold dawn air. We will fight a battle, and then we'll rest. We met in Gulltown when I had charge of the port.
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