Somewhere beyond the wall of young Wildling flees from an unknown attacker whose icy voice chills their bones and haunts their dreams.
It had been nearly two days since that horrible attack, two days since the village was wiped clean of life. Two dreadful days running through the woods as the dead shuffle behind.
It seems to be all over as this wildling stumbles over a branch. Beside an old Heartree they fall.
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