"The mare whickered softly as Jon Snow tightened the cinch. 'Easy, sweet lady'he said in a soft voice, quieting her with a touch."
A Game of Thrones - Jon IX
“Jon fell to his knees… In the cold night air the wound was smoking. “Ghost” he whispered. Pain washed over him.
𝒮𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓎 𝑒𝓃𝒹.
He never felt the fourth knife. Only the cold…”
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