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com) moved from a print incarnation to an online venue this year, publishing twenty-four original stories. Kneel, my lord. My vows, he'd thought,remembering the weirwood grove where he had said them, the nine great whitetrees in a circle, the carved red faces watching, listening. Wouldn't you like to sleep in a bed for a night, Brienne?We'd be safer than on the open river, and it might be prudent to find what'shappened here.
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