Nightwatcher

He had come to love the nickname crow, it gave him a peculiar sense of freedom like he could fly right over the wall at any time screeching a crude song.

He was an outcast in every way, and yet his fellow crows made him feel like part of the family, which made him proud to be a part of the night’s watch. The threat of a white walker attack was always on his mind, but with his fellow crows by his side the man they called Snow never worried about the future.

There was no time for games of what-if while the throne lay vacant, and those with a fire in their heart and veins full of ice had a duty to everyone below the wall.