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| - "These are simply dreams, Gammer. You must unburden your troubles."
- "Screaming," she shrugs.
- "What's wrong with your voice?"
- "You should rest. You don't seem well."
- "M'[lord/lady]," rasps Gammer. "My dreams, they... Walkers in shadow tended a wounded stallion, at a dragon's request. It's Daenerys, I'm certain of it."
- "A cry from a wounded heart for a wounded love. But the price? Too great, too great." She watches you fearfully. "Life for life, the only price."
- "Trust your dreams. They show what our eyes cannot see."
- "Gammer, I don't understand. What do the dreams mean?"
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