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And so it was this time. More fool U' Fool, the raven agreed. They took the two straightest trees, hacked the limbs and branches from them, skinned off their bark, and split them, laying the logs in a square. And now, I believe I am ready to sleep.

The gods of Winterfell kept a different sort of wood. When she could not sleep she lay under her blankets shivering with grief. She woke to the taste of ashes. When she could not sleep she lay under her blankets shivering with grief.