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Jon Snow had dreamed of leading men to glory just as King Daeron had, of growing up to be a conqueror. Now he was a man grown and the Wall was his, yet all he had were doubts. He could not even seem to conquer those.
George R. R. Martin
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George R. R. Martin
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: September 20
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