Lichyard

The last sleep that my love slept Shall last till Judgment Day, In corner of the lichyard close, 'Neath drooping boughs of May.

Beneath the shadow of the First Keep was an ancient lichyard, its headstones spotted with pale lichen, where the old Kings of Winter had laid their faithful servants.

Mikken lay buried in the lichyard, and the new smith was capable of little more than nails and horseshoes.

Stands of trees teeming with barking animals would be quiet as lichyards when he passed them again.