Game of Thrones season three ended just five days ago and we’ve spent the entire time since missing, thinking about, and analyzing it. And is there a better way of looking back than in graph and chart form? Nope! So that’s exactly what we did. We broke down the Unsullied’s signs of loyalty, the meaning of Westeros wedding colors, what Davos and Melisandre symbolize in relation to Stannis, and more. So take a walk down GoT memory lane, stop at a bar (graph), and eat some pie (charts).
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Her head swam, and the sept seemed to move around her. The shadows swayed and shifted, furtive animals racing across the cracked white walls. Catelyn had not eaten today. Perhaps that had been unwise. She told herself that there had been no time, but the truth was that food had lost its savor in a world without Ned. When they took his head off, they killed me too.
ASOIAF/Greek Mythology: Mirri as Echidna
What better motivation than revenge exists in the world, a burning desire to see those who burned her home punished and groveling at her feet? Witch, sorceress, creature. They called her the mother of monstrosities in the green sea; indeed, what choice did a woman have left but to give birth to nightmares when her true sons and daughters had been murdered, her village destroyed, and her people gone? From her hands, she felled the one who led great warriors, from her lips she killed his unborn child, and from her body smoldering atop a pyre sprung forth three magnificent beasts, each lusting for blood. The face of every monster she has lain with is engraved into her mind, and she swears they’ll pay for all they’ve done. She protected her land until her very dying breath, even there was no more land to protect and only a vague memory.
ASOIAF/Greek Mythology: Cersei as Pandora
Oh, what curses have you brought into the world, terrifying and savage and joyous all at once? Has your womb not turned to dust, your spine hunched, your hair white with the burden and weight of your sins? Have you no shame then, to atone for your sins purposefully and with the conviction all god-fearing women have regarding their impending mortality? Releasing evil and cruelty unabashedly into the world, where do you slink off to hide your cursed golden face in embarrassment, with like-minded craven company? Has your roar turned into a mewling whimper, throat closed and tongue black from the lies? What treachery and scheming will your plotting mind dare to dream up next? We turn away from you, shun you, turn you into an outcast. You, who has turned the city into a gluttonous cesspool, dreams to nightmares. Be gone, malicious queen, away! Be warned, we shan’t ask if you are to blame; alas, we never ask, only pass judgment.