He looked up, as if the answermight be written on the sky. Washing my life away,Tyrion thought, as he listened to the eunuch's mournful account of how the Imphad scheme So Castle Black had a wall of sorts at last, a crescent-shaped barricade tenfeet high made of stores; casks of nails and barrels Did he tell them theKingslayer once drank his ale and ate his cheese and apples, or was he ashamedto admit he fed
Somehow he knew that if he closed his eyes, he would be back in that dark wetplace again. Tyrion slid his fingers from his cloak, empty. When it got dark. When the word reached court,Aerys packed the queen off to Dragonstone with Prince Viserys.
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