BENEATH WINTER'S SPELL JON SNOW

Avery walks where whispers cling,
Through ruined halls of lion kings.
No tomb will speak, no blade will tell
Why blood once bright in silence fell.

North she goes, where secrets lie,
Beneath the frost, beneath the sky.
And in that cold, with watchful eyes,
Jon Snow begins to hear her cries.

He asks no past, she gives no name,
But in her storm, he feels the flame.
One truth she seeks through ice and bone-
Why she was left to stand alone.

And though the trail is lined with woe,
She finds his warmth beneath the snow.