The Serpent of the Old Gods
Bran killed his dog before the first longship appeared on the horizon. The wolfhound whined and pressed his great grey head against Bran's thigh, as he had done every evening for twelve years, ever since the boy Bran dragged him wounded from the bog where his own brothers lay rotting in the sun. Bran drew the stiletto from his belt and pressed the blade against the thick fur beneath the hound's...
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