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He tried not to flinch as Hodor ducked through a low door. They walked down a long dim hallway, Summer padding easily beside them. The wolf glanced up from time to time, eyes smoldering like liquid gold. Bran would have liked to touch him, but he was riding too high for his hand to reach.
阿多低身穿過一道矮門，布蘭努力克制住自己不要畏縮。他們沿著一條漫長而陰暗的走廊前進，夏天腳步輕快地走在身邊，不時抬眼看他，眼睛好似兩團熊熊燃燒的液態黃金。布蘭好想摸摸它，可他離地太遠，手夠不到。
The godswood was an island of peace in the sea of chaos that Winterfell had become. Hodor made his way through the dense stands of oak and ironwood and sentinels, to the still pool beside the heart tree. He stopped under the gnarled limbs of the weirwood, humming. Bran reached up over his head and pulled himself out of his seat, drawing the dead weight of his legs up through the holes in the wicker basket. He hung for a moment, dangling, the dark red leaves brushing against his face, until Hodor lifted him and lowered him to the smooth stone beside the water. "I want to be by myself for a while," he said. "You go soak. Go to the pools."
這段日子以來，若說臨冬城成了一片混亂汪洋，那神木林則是其中的寧靜之島。阿多穿過繁密的橡樹、鐵樹和哨兵樹，來到心樹下靜止無波的水潭邊。他停在盤根錯節的魚梁木枝干底，口中哼著歌。布蘭伸手抓住頭頂的樹枝，把自己拉出籃子，也將他那雙軟弱無力的腳自柳籃的兩個洞里拉出來。他在那兒掛了一會兒，晃了幾下，任暗紅的樹葉拂過臉龐，然后阿多接住他，把他放在池邊平坦的大石上?！拔蚁氇毺幰幌?，”他說，“你去洗洗吧，去溫泉?！?/div>
"Hodor." Hodor stomped through the trees and vanished. Across the godswood, beneath the windows of the Guest House, an underground hot spring fed three small ponds. Steam rose from the water day and night, and the wall that loomed above was thick with moss.
“阿多！”阿多踩著“咚咚”大步，消失在樹叢中。在神木林的另一邊，客房窗戶的正下方，有一座天然的地底溫泉，注滿了三個小池。池水日夜熱氣蒸騰，池邊高墻爬滿青苔。
