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Valyrian Steel


    Hey. everyone. I just finished watching episode 2 (current season) of Game of Thrones. I wanted to share a few thoughts about that long lost age of Westeros. You know, those ancients that Tyrion likes to talk about; the ones with the great technology which can't be duplicated anymore. Their cities lie in ruins and the denizens have a creeping crud known as Greyscale. Jorah Moremont has a case of it.
     I believe that we will learn that this ancient world was really our world. Earth, modern day. An Earth whose nations took things to the nuclear brink and beyond. Once annihilated, life started over with rudimentary tribes, then Kings and Queens and creeping things. Dragons, created in the last days by Gene Manipulation labs in China, survived for a while, because they really didn't mind the fire or radiation that much.
      Just a few swords were still around, valued much for their resilience, beauty and quality. They were probably made in Japan by a process now lost to Westeros.
     How many years did it take for Jamie and Cersei to show up on the scene? Long enough, a thousand years at least. I believe that they will stand on the battlements of King's Landing and watch three dragons fly over. On one will be Khaleesei, on one will be Tyrion and on one will be Arya Stark. The Iron Throne will be melted to slag, with Jamie Lannister seated upon it.
     Theon Greyjoy will wed Sansa Stark. Theon will be king of the Iron Born and, along with Sansa, Jon Snow and Bran, will rule Winterfell. The Wildling army will be at their beck and call.  Ramsay Bolton will be fed to his own dogs. Sansa will have a child from the seed of Ramsay Bolton but Theon will be a good father to the boy. The last scene of the series will show Lady Brienne come into the throne room where Cersei kneels by her brother's body. With drawn sword she says to Cersei. "You led him to his destruction."
    "You loved him too?" Cersei said to the woman towering above her.
    "Yes, and I will avenge him." Brienne sheathes her blade in Cersei's soft flesh as we see the city in flames through the destroyed roof.
     Excuse me, if you will, for imagining possible scenarios for George R.R. Martin's great work. Isn't that the goal for all sword and sorcery works, for fantasy stories, to fire the imaginations of those who enjoy them? From Tolkein, to Burroughs and even to far Valyria, it is delicious fun. Goodnight. I'm CE Wills.
    
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