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The moon was a crescent, thin and sharp as the blade of a knife.

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She should be on a hill somewhere, under a fruit tree, with the sun and clouds above her and the rain to wash her clean.

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Why would the stars want to look down on such as me?

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Yet even so, Jon Snow was not sorry he had come. There were wonders here as well. He had seen sunlight flashing on icy thin waterfalls as they plunged...more

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Never drink with Dornishmen when the moon is full.