Oh aye, but they're all Starks. They're all bloody mad.
[But what else could he do? He'd come this far. So he rested a hand on the carpet, pressed his weight against it, then sidled himself on top of it. Incredibly, it seemed to stay in place. He peered over the side anxiously.]
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[But what else could he do? He'd come this far. So he rested a hand on the carpet, pressed his weight against it, then sidled himself on top of it. Incredibly, it seemed to stay in place. He peered over the side anxiously.]
How high do you take it?