Three Eyed Theorist
What if Hodor Was The Stark's Version of The Mountain
Walder lies on the mud, groaning as he hears voices all around him from his grandmother Nan, Lord Rickard Stark, and his children. They shout for a maester to come at once and tend to him. Soon, someone comes doddering down, but Walder barely notices him as his eyes grow foggy and shut for a second. Their explanation barely registers, something about a horse. The man in grey shouts if he can speak and Walder’s mouth parts. Walder: Ho, Hodor. The Maester curses and says that it must have rattled
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