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[ This is... a very strange dream. Arya's never done that before. Sansa steps closer, letting her hand fall from her mouth. And then another step. Slowly, she reaches out with a hand and gently lays it on the top of Arya's head. ]

Then who is it that stands before me if not my-

[ She swallows so hard her throat clicks, ]

If not my sister? My little, wild sister.

[ Always so wild and free. ]

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