The Other By dejan-delic Watch

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“But that was wrong. They weren’t alone at all.

The lower branches of the great green sentinel shed their burden of snow with a soft wet

plop. Grenn spun, thrusting out his torch. “Who goes there?” A horse’s head emerged

from the darkness. Sam felt a moment’s relief, until he saw the horse. Hoarfrost covered

it like a sheen of frozen sweat, and a nest of stiff black entrails dragged from its open

belly. On its back was a rider pale as ice. Sam made a whimpery sound deep in his

throat. He was so scared he might have pissed himself all over again, but the cold was in

him, a cold so savage that his bladder felt frozen solid. The Other slid gracefully from the

saddle to stand upon the snow. Sword-slim it was, and milky white. Its armor rippled

and shifted as it moved, and its feet did not break the crust of the new-fallen snow.” ASOS







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