The Night Watch arrives in Whitetree, a tiny village dominated by the eponymous Weyrwood. The hardest part of this drawing was trying to purge my memory of Mel Rubi’s image and do my own. Having said that, for all my complaints about Mr. Martin’s descriptions, this is one of the times where he provides plenty of descriptions. There really aren’t many ways to do it.

In today's A Clash of Kings illustration, the Night's Watch arrives in the village of Whitetree.
weyrwood wpmorse pen and ink jon snow jeor mormont raven asoiaf a song of ice and fire
“An old tree.” Mormont sat his horse, frowning. “Old,” his raven agreed from his shoulder. “Old, old, old.”
“And powerful.” Jon could feel the power.