Might have punctured a lung, if he had a lung. Most trees don't, as a rule.

“Kings rise and fall, Dunk thought, and cows and smallfolk go about their busine…”

“There’s a sweet sound,” he said, slashing at the air. “Flap closer, Snow. I mea…”

“Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on …”

“I love the juice but I loathe sticky fingers. Clean hands, Sansa. Whatever you …”