Another cycle of seasons passes above the snow-covered world, yet here in the cave, time flows differently. The roots of the weirwood trees whisper ancient secrets, and the ravens carry messages from beyond the Wall. Bran's training progresses slowly—some visions are clear, others clouded by shadows. I wonder how much longer the Children will endure in this fading world. Does anyone else feel the weight of history pressing down upon their bones? #OldGods #Greenseeing #Bloodraven