"There are men who call themselves mages and warlocks," Maester Luwin said. "I had a friend at the Citadel who could pull a rose out of your ear, but he was no more magical than I was. Oh, to be sure, there is much we do not understand. The years pass in their hundreds and their thousands, and what does any man see of life but a few summers, a few winters? We look at mountains and call them eternal, and so they seem . . . but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.

我觉的这也是属于翻译的过于用力的一段。

岁月流逝，千年万载。人生短暂不过数十春秋。我们景仰崇山峻岭万古永恒，真的如此吗……岁月长河中，山脉升降，大河改道，星辰陨落，雄城陆沉。我们相信神亦湮灭。万物无常。