—do trees dream?
Rip Jaime Lannister you would have loved to practice diplomacy by getting a traumatic brain injury from fist fighting the tallest blonde woman in Essos but the fates picked Tyland, who hates it so so bad
I don’t have a poem but there’s something about Gwayne being the desired gender (son) but being abandoned by his father and Alicent being the favorite but only because Otto can use her. The sibling bond being so strong that despite years of separation and estrangement Gwayne puts aside his resentment to comfort his sister by telling her about her son. Assuring that if there is poison dripping through it is not from her but the prison she is also trapped in. I don’t have the poetry, but you get it.
truly the best thing about Conclave, absolutely the best thing, is that now everyone knows what I have been saying for 10 years: Catholics who want to bring back the Tridentine Mass are invariably, 9 times out of 10, a bunch of weirdos. Thank you Edward Berger for bringing this into popular conscience.
what have i done but what was expected of me?
inspired by hugues merle's mary magdalene in the cave
alicent finally breaking free from the religious constructs taught throughout all her life. breaking free from the men who imposed their duty and their wishes upon her, until she lost her own self and had to find it again.
then there’s rhaenyra who always chose to be free, and not let the wits of men win against hers, always controversial, now turning to the shackles of duty. stripping herself of hope and a peaceful ending in exchange to fulfill the role of a dutiful prophecy indirectly forced upon her.
these two women will always be the same coin but never the same face
Me, knowing asoiaf is, in part, a story about the danger in reading too far in prophecies, watching Rhaenyra not run away with Alicent to fulfill Aegon the conquerors dream