Blood upon the Snow ⎯⎯ asoiaf.
A cold wind blew off haunted water, carrying with it visions of ice and fire, of stone and living flesh. It swirled up and over the chill waves of a great lake, towards two men who lingered near its edge. Their cloaks flapped like the wings of a bird, a dove and a raven, side by side. So alike, so different. "It shall...