Opening post by Lord Beric Cerwyn · #1
My maester tells me I raise this too often. My maester is welcome to raise something better.
Strip the songs away and it comes to this: whether Coldhands is who everyone says he is. I think it will turn out to be simpler and sadder than the songs have it.
The part nobody accounts for is time. A hundred years is long enough for a mistake to become a chronicle and a chronicle to become a fact.
I expect to die not knowing, and I have made my peace with it.