The North Remembers, Lord Davos. The North

Start With Short Stories. After All, If You Were Taking Up Rock Climbing, You Wouldn't Start With Mount Everest. So If You're Starting Fantasy, Don't Start With A Nine-book Series.

One Voyage To The East And A Man Could Live As Rich As A Lord Until The End Of His Days. When He'd Been Younger, Davos Had Dreamed Of Making Such Voyages Himself. But The Years Went Dancing By Like Moths Around A Flame, And Somehow The Time Had Never Been Quite Right.

A Lord May Love The Men That He Commands, But He Cannot Be A Friend To Them. One Day He May Need To Sit In Judgement On Them, Or Send Them Forth To Die.

What's Dead May Never Die.

A Cold Wind Was Blowing From The North, And It Made The Trees Rustle Like Living Things.