If you, like me, just caught up with the final episode of #GOT, you can now rest in peace until next year.
If you, like me, just caught up with the final episode of #GOT, you can now rest in peace until next year. And by peace I mean the peace one has to make with the show knowing that any and all of your favorite characters will die at some point. Because, well, Valar Morghulis, all men must die. But until they (we) do, Valar Dohaeris. And its to who and what we serve that makes our time in Westerors on this planet count.
For those who haven’t gotten sucked into #GOT, it is a morality play like no other. What appears on the surface as good and evil—light and dark—is actually a muddle of gray. Some serve the God of Light, some serve a Lord, some serve themselves, some serve humanity, and some serve death.
Each character lives through an arch that takes them through transformation or two or three, depending on how long they live. And it’s through the eyes of Arya Stark that this theme seems to me most… um, stark.
Before everything went to hell in a hand basket, we have this delightful moment when Arya is introduced to her fate, by way of her dancing instructor.
… Ned are you seeing the future?
Ayra’s first kill.
That coin, what else will it do?
Away to Braavos Arya Stark!
