The Mother never made me for tasks like this. Gilly, she said. Stranger balked at the water's edge, but the Hound put his heels into thecourser's flank and urged him up the gangway. Most of the village was hidden underground, only a handfulof small hovels to be seen by the light of the waning moon.
A biting wind was blowing from the north, and theleaves in the trees rattled at him as he passed. Jon sat between twomerlons with only a scarecrow for company and watched the Stallion gallop upthe sky. Leave her be. We can get youacross, he said sourly.
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