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Link to the previous collection of text-based observations: Wow, I never noticed that Vol. 17.

The abomination will be done before this thread is closed. Book-lovers will be relieved and show-watchers will be disappointed.

TWoW probably won't be available before this thread is finished. But maybe GRRM will re-release the already-released chapters. Or The She-Wolves of Winterfell?

At a comic con somewhere this summer, I predict (hope) he will drop some juicy gossip on us in keeping with past revelations such as "Lady Stoneheart has a big role in the upcoming book," "Jeyne Westerling will appear in the prologue," and "Bloodraven took Dark Sister to the Wall." I'm hoping the gossip will involve Val and Monster. Or Prince Doran. Or Ser Hyle Hunt.

But those are just some predictions, and this thread is about comments based on the texts we have.

Fang an!

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As many times as I have read and discussed the series, there is always something that tickles the cranium. An oldie, but goody...

Aww, rats:

  • A Clash of Kings - Daenerys IV

    The fourth room was oval rather than square and walled in worm-eaten wood in place of stone. Six passages led out from it in place of four. Dany chose the rightmost, and entered a long, dim, high-ceilinged hall. Along the right hand was a row of torches burning with a smoky orange light, but the only doors were to her left. Drogon unfolded wide black wings and beat the stale air. He flew twenty feet before thudding to an undignified crash. Dany strode after him.

    The mold-eaten carpet under her feet had once been gorgeously colored, and whorls of gold could still be seen in the fabric, glinting broken amidst the faded grey and mottled green. What remained served to muffle her footfalls, but that was not all to the good. Dany could hear sounds within the walls, a faint scurrying and scrabbling that made her think of rats. Drogon heard them too. His head moved as he followed the sounds, and when they stopped he gave an angry scream. Other sounds, even more disturbing, came through some of the closed doors. One shook and thumped, as if someone were trying to break through. From another came a dissonant piping that made the dragon lash his tail wildly from side to side. Dany hurried quickly past.

    Not all the doors were closed. I will not look, Dany told herself, but the temptation was too strong.

  • A Clash of Kings - Daenerys IV

    Faster and faster the visions came, one after the other, until it seemed as if the very air had come alive. Shadows whirled and danced inside a tent, boneless and terrible. A little girl ran barefoot toward a big house with a red door. Mirri Maz Duur shrieked in the flames, a dragon bursting from her brow. Behind a silver horse the bloody corpse of a naked man bounced and dragged. A white lion ran through grass taller than a man. Beneath the Mother of Mountains, a line of naked crones crept from a great lake and knelt shivering before her, their grey heads bowed. Ten thousand slaves lifted bloodstained hands as she raced by on her silver, riding like the wind. "Mother!" they cried. "Mother, mother!" They were reaching for her, touching her, tugging at her cloak, the hem of her skirt, her foot, her leg, her breast. They wanted her, needed her, the fire, the life, and Dany gasped and opened her arms to give herself to them . . .

    But then black wings buffeted her round the head, and a scream of fury cut the indigo air, and suddenly the visions were gone, ripped away, and Dany's gasp turned to horror. The Undying were all around her, blue and cold, whispering as they reached for her, pulling, stroking, tugging at her clothes, touching her with their dry cold hands, twining their fingers through her hair. All the strength had left her limbs. She could not move. Even her heart had ceased to beat. She felt a hand on her bare breast, twisting her nipple. Teeth found the soft skin of her throat. A mouth descended on one eye, licking, sucking, biting . . .

  • A Storm of Swords - Daenerys VI

She had missed his voice so much, but she had to be stern. "Be quiet. I will tell you when to speak." She stood. "When I sent you down into the sewers, part of me hoped I'd seen the last of you. It seemed a fitting end for liars, to drown in slavers' filth. I thought the gods would deal with you, but instead you returned to me. My gallant knights of Westeros, an informer and a turncloak. My brother would have hanged you both." Viserys would have, anyway. She did not know what Rhaegar would have done. "I will admit you helped win me this city . . ."

Ser Jorah's mouth tightened. "We won you this city. We sewer rats."

"Be quiet," she said again . . . though there was truth to what he said. While Joso's Cock and the other rams were battering the city gates and her archers were firing flights of flaming arrows over the walls, Dany had sent two hundred men along the river under cover of darkness to fire the hulks in the harbor. But that was only to hide their true purpose. As the flaming ships drew the eyes of the defenders on the walls, a few half-mad swimmers found the sewer mouths and pried loose a rusted iron grating. Ser Jorah, Ser Barristan, Strong Belwas, and twenty brave fools slipped beneath the brown water and up the brick tunnel, a mixed force of sellswords, Unsullied, and freedmen. Dany had told them to choose only men who had no families . . . and preferably no sense of smell.

  • A Storm of Swords - Daenerys IV

On the morning of the third day, the city gates swung open and a line of slaves began to emerge. Dany mounted her silver to greet them. As they passed, little Missandei told them that they owed their freedom to Daenerys Stormborn, the Unburnt, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros and Mother of Dragons.

"Mhysa!" a brown-skinned man shouted out at her. He had a child on his shoulder, a little girl, and she screamed the same word in her thin voice. "Mhysa! Mhysa!"

Dany looked at Missandei. "What are they shouting?"

"It is Ghiscari, the old pure tongue. It means 'Mother.'"

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13 hours ago, Seams said:

The abomination will be done before this thread is closed.

:)

13 hours ago, Seams said:

TWoW probably won't be available before this thread is finished.

:(

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"Thank  you, my lord of Lannister." He pulled off his glove and offered his bare hand. "Friend."

Tyrion found himself oddly touched. "Most of my kin are bastards," he said with a wry smile, "but you're the first I've had to friend." He pulled a glove off with his teeth and clasped Snow by the hand, flesh against flesh.

 

Is that Tyrion low key telling Jon about Cersei and Jaimes kids? Or does he know something about Cersei and Jaimes father?

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The fact that Tyrion eats mushrooms when he is at Illyrio's mansion in ADWD and he is the closest he's ever been to being the contemporary version of Mushroom the dwarf fool. Probably completely obvious and an old thing but I just read it 'cuz I've just started ADWD for my first time and felt I had to write something

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11 hours ago, Adam Targaryen said:

The fact that Tyrion eats mushrooms when he is at Illyrio's mansion in ADWD and he is the closest he's ever been to being the contemporary version of Mushroom the dwarf fool. Probably completely obvious and an old thing but I just read it 'cuz I've just started ADWD for my first time and felt I had to write something

There was a recent discussion about the meaning of mushrooms.

 

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