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He is comming...
He who waits behind the wall.
He who waits to end it all.
In his palace of tortured of glass he waits for the call.
All that you know, all that you are, he will tear it apart and leave you afar.
In his right hand he holds a dead star.
In his left he holds a candle who's light is shadow.
His left hand is stained with the blood of Am Dhaegar.
his six mouths speak in different tongues and his seventh shall sing the song that ends the earth.
he comes....