A/N: I have no idea where this came from. The part with the arrows was from a dream I had last night. Well I don't own anything and my gramma/spelling is bad bla bla bla.
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The nights were happy and ale was flooding down from the tables. The sun rose and the rare beauty of the country met him like a fire. He stood on a hill with his brothers, watching the Wall run through the land like a giant snake.
Then the memories of his home came. Long open valleys, small streams, the bright faces he knew belonged to his family. The misty half-forgotten faces turned around him. He smiled sadly to them. They only smiled back, waiting for his return.
Then the mist came. It whirled around him. He couldn´t see anything, but he could hear. The noise was deafening. Around him, standing in a circle stood his brothers in arms. They stood and protected him. But someone always fell. More and more, year after year. Only ten stood back. Blood were flowed around him. A hissing sound made him look up. A rain of arrows came thundering down upon him. He tried to move but his legs were stuck in the blood. It had him in an iron grip. Now the arrows were just above him, threatening with a painful death, and then a shield appeared out of nowhere.
The arrows became dust then they hit the shield. He grinned when he recognized the man in front of him. The man was holding the shield protectively over them. No weapon could reach them. The smiled and him, lowered the shield and pointed forward. The others were waiting for them. Unharmed and smiling. He started walking and noticed how the blood slowly released him from its grip.
Smiling he went to over to the others. They patted him on the shoulder. As horse neighed in the distance. He walked forward.
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