I prayed for my son Bran to survive his fall. Many years before that, one of the boys came down with
I prayed for my son Bran to survive his fall. Many years before that, one of the boys came down with the pox. Maester Luwin said if he made it through the night, he’d live, but it would be a very long night. So I sat with him all through the darkness, listening to his ragged little breaths, his coughing and his whimpering. -- source link