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| - "Tell me about these dreams of yours, Gammer."
- "I know better than to ignore your dreams, Gammer. But all we can do now is be wary."
- "I'm sure it's nothing, Gammer Wilde. Don't get carried away by old stories."
- The old woman is shown in. "Forgive me for bothering you, [m'lady/m'lord]. I've had red dreams of that spring, I have. Never so terrible as these!"
- "The very one. I knew it the day your men set out. I could hear the Children's voices, whispering to me. 'Tis a thing of dire warning, that."
- "Do you mean the Source of the Trident?"
- "Such things have I seen! The fields wetted with blood, and the weirwoods themselves shriek in pain and rage. Nothing good comes, [m'lady/m'lord]."
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