Yes you can, the bastard girl said. The night was black and moonless, but overhead a million stars burned bright. There was nothing below him now but snow and cold and death, a frozen wasteland where jagged blue-white spires of ice waited to embrace him. But he had not left the Wall for that; he had left because he was after all his father's son, and Robb's brother.
Then there was nothing to be done but watch the sun and look for the first star. Lunge, he warned, and when he thrust she sidestepped, swept his blade away, and slashed at his shoulder. Sam made himself swallow, took a deep breath. Tyrion cleared his throat and turned away from the fire, to gaze out into darkness.
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