but the way across theLands of the Long Summer is long and grueling, and there are dangers we cannotknow. A few strands of thin brown hair were blowing across his brow. Halfthe time he slept in the saddle now, trusting his stallion to follow whateverrutted farm track or game trail they were on. other parts, m'lord.
Most of the shops and inns and alehouses around the harbor hadbeen plundered or burned, though some looked still inhabited. Sam did not know what he hoped to find in the empty houses. But the hornsstayed silent, and there was no sign of the Night's Watch. This time Sam was ready.
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