Stay off the mud, child,» counselled Septon Meribald

Stay off the mud, child,» counselled Septon Meribald. «The Mud is not fond of strangers. If you walk in the wrong place, it will open up and swallow you.» «It's only mud,» insisted Podrick. «Until it fills your ,outh and starts creeping up your nose. Then it's death.

George R. R. Martin, A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, Book 4)