《A Clash of Kings》的笔记-第1页
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"What is dead may never die,"
"You have three. The crow gave you the third, but you will not open it." He had a slow soft way of speaking. "With two eyes you see my face. With three you could see my heart. With two you can see that oak tree there. With three you could see the acorn the oak grew from and the stump that it will one day become. With two you see no farther than your walls. With three you would gaze south to the Summer Sea and north beyong the Wall."
"Who pissed in your soup?" he demanded.
"Cerci, as ever. You'd think I'd be used to the taste by now, but never mind. My gentle sister seems to have mistaken me for Ned Stark."
"I hear he was taller."
"Not after Joff took off his head. You ought to have dressed more warmly, the night is chill."
"I'm honest. It's the world that's awful. Now fly away, little bird, I'm sick of you peeping at me."
"When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives," he said.
So long as those remained, Winterfell remained. It was not dead, just broken. Like me, he thought. I'm not dead either.
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