Typicle Red sister's Oath

Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall bond no Warder, hold no estates, birth no children. I shall not wear the Amyrlin's Stole, and win no glories. I shall live and die genteling men. I am the severing weave in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire the burns men, the Light that blinds men, the horn that deafens men, the shield that guards the realms from men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and for all nights to come.