I remember a dream of a bird like that, and the wights, they burned--but it wasn't like a wolf dream. I don't know when I dreamed it.
[none of this is as concerning as the information about her time in the hell world. he doesn't know what to say to that. he just reaches out and squeezes her arm.]
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[none of this is as concerning as the information about her time in the hell world. he doesn't know what to say to that. he just reaches out and squeezes her arm.]