Bran

It's mere weeks before the Night King and his army of the dead march on Winterfell. Bran has a weird feeling- like there's something happening that shouldn't. Bran wheels his chair over to the godswood and sees a shimmering portal, with gold flecks and blue undertones.

Bran is entranced by it- unable to stop moving closer and closer and peering into it's depths. Before long Bran slides on some ice and falls through, landing smack on his ass in the middle of the very same Godswood... apparently.

Bran glances around confused-then he stands up.

He can move his legs! This is a miracle! Bran thinks. He hops up and runs over to the hold to tell everyone what has happened.