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I Dreamed... In The Black Of Night A Man Asks All The Questions He Dare Not Ask By Daylight. For Me, The Past Years, Only One Question Has Remained. Why Would The Gods Take My Eyes And My Strength, Yet Condemn Me To Linger On So Long, Frozen And Forgotten? What Use Could They Have For An Old Done Man Like Me? ... I Remember, Sam. I Still Remember. Remember What? Dragons, Aemon Whispered.

Sleep Is A Little Death, Dreams The Whisperings Of The Other, Who Would Drag Us All Into His Eternal Night.

She Could Not Bear To Look At Him Just Now. If She Did, She Might Well Slap Him Again. Or Cry. Or Kiss Him. And Never Know Which Was Right And Which Was Wrong And Which Was Madness.

Why Ask For Truth," Ser Barristan Said Softly, "if You Close Your Ears To It?

The Cable Makers Are The Ones Who Are Willing To Take Risks And Do Something Original And Push The Envelope Some.