Eddard Stark had gotten into a blur, as his mind was stuck in a state of blind confusion. A sorcerer was performing a show as his family watched on. He had heard the Rains of Castemere, before everything went to this blur. He looked around and saw a good chunk of his family. His son Robb was directly in front of him, his wife Catelyn to his side, his daughters Sansa and Arya to his left. He looked behind to see his son, Rickon, in a similar daze to the rest of the family. As he watched Rickon, a darkness surrounded the confused boy, and a black thing came down on him, crushing him. In horror, Eddard looked up to find the boot of a giant man coming down on his sun. It was a large old man, whom he had seen some times around town, except he was carrying his son, Brandon, on his back, and running away. In the shock and terror, he lead his family with his hands, under a wooden porch. Eventually, Eddard heard more and more of his family in general panic, as Catelyn screamed for Rickon, Robb tried to calm his sisters, and Arya and Sansa seemed to be concerned of their height, or lack there of.
Ned heard a continuous thundering, as he looked to a pair of legs nearing the porch. "Get down!" He ordered his family, and they all laid down in the gigantic mud, as Ned, Robb and Arya raised their swords to whatever was nearing them. A gigantic head poked under the porch, and it was none other than-
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