Thought and Memory

Sometimes Bran dreams of being an adolescent, omniscient and omnipotent like all teenagers.

He dreams of people he's never met. There's an armored man man who he knows, in dream-logic, is his father, but who bears no conceivable resemblance to Owen Davies.

Sometimes Will Stanton is there, though they've not spoken in years. Bran dreams of kissing Will, sweet and desperate and yearning and young. It's so vivid that when he wakes, he thinks for a moment that it was real.

He never dreams of five outstretched fingers and Will's voice saying, "Forget." He would not understand even if he did.

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