[ The Starks had been warning for years about Winter, and it seems their house words were right. Even far from Westeros, winter has still managed to come. Theon doesn’t look at Jon. He just keeps his eyes trained on the white horizon, trying not to focus on the way his feet no longer properly fill his boots, resulting in his awkward and slow gait. ]
Was it like this at the Wall?
[ Time and time again, he wishes he’d acted sooner and taken the black. He wouldn’t have been spared the taunts and laughter, but one thing he would have been spared was Ramsay. ]
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Was it like this at the Wall?
[ Time and time again, he wishes he’d acted sooner and taken the black. He wouldn’t have been spared the taunts and laughter, but one thing he would have been spared was Ramsay. ]