It has elements of Harrenhal, the North, wolf-blood, the Others, blue roses growing from ice, a "deep winter" that has lasted eight years....you name it.
The "Ice Wagon" sounds a lot like our "Ice Dragon" and makes me wonder if the Ice Dragon is our missing Ursa Major (Plow/Wagon/Wain) constellation in ASOIAF, maestercambodia and evolett.
The stars were out; she could see them peeking through the bare black branches above her. The Ice Wagon dominated the sky, bringing cold into the world, as it had for as long as Shawn could remember. The driver’s blue eyes glared down at her, mocking.
It had been the Ice Wagon that killed Lane, she thought bitterly. Not the vampire. The vampire had mauled him badly that night, when his bowstring broke as he tried to draw in their defense. But in another season, with Shawn nursing him, he would have lived. In deepwinter, he never had a chance. The cold crept in past all the defenses she had built for him; the cold drained away all his strength, all his ferocity. The cold left him a shrunken white thing, numb and pale, his lips tinged with blue. And now the driver of the Ice Wagon would claim his soul.
The driver of the ice wagon is described in a bit more detail later:
It was blue, all blue; hazy, shifting blue. A pale blue, dancing, dancing, like the ghost light that had flickered on the sky. A soft blue, like the little flower, the impossible blossom by the riverbank. A cold blue, like the eyes of the Ice Wagon’s black driver, like Lane’s lips when last she kissed them. Blue, blue, and it moved and would not be still. Everything was blurred, unreal. There was only blue. For a long time, only blue.
Sounds familiar, no?
"I can see it. You have more of the north in you than your brothers."
The stars were out; she could see them peeking through the bare black branches above her. The Ice Wagon dominated the sky, bringing cold into the world, as it had for as long as Shawn could remember. The driver’s blue eyes glared down at her, mocking.
It had been the Ice Wagon that killed Lane, she thought bitterly. Not the vampire. The vampire had mauled him badly that night, when his bowstring broke as he tried to draw in their defense. But in another season, with Shawn nursing him, he would have lived. In deepwinter, he never had a chance. The cold crept in past all the defenses she had built for him; the cold drained away all his strength, all his ferocity. The cold left him a shrunken white thing, numb and pale, his lips tinged with blue. And now the driver of the Ice Wagon would claim his soul.
[and later in the story] It was blue, all blue; hazy, shifting blue. A pale blue, dancing, dancing, like the ghost light that had flickered on the sky. A soft blue, like the little flower, the impossible blossom by the riverbank. A cold blue, like the eyes of the Ice Wagon’s black driver, like Lane’s lips when last she kissed them. Blue, blue, and it moved and would not be still. Everything was blurred, unreal. There was only blue. For a long time, only blue.
Note the reference to the "eyes" of the Ice Wagon's driver.
Bran V, Clash:
"Very well." The maester rang for help. Hodor must have been busy in the stables. It was Osha who came. She was stronger than Alebelly, though, and had no trouble lifting Bran in her arms and carrying him down the steps.
"Osha," Bran asked as they crossed the yard. "Do you know the way north? To the Wall and . . . and even past?"
"The way's easy. Look for the Ice Dragon, and chase the blue star in the rider's eye." She backed through a door and started up the winding steps.
I think there's something to this. Bittersweet blooms that are false, and the color of the eye of the Ice Wagon's driver/Ice Dragon's rider. Blue as the eyes of death.
In Bitterblooms, the Ice Wagon's driver mocks the living and claims souls.
In ASOIAF, I think our blue roses are again a symbol of the same mockery and soul-collection.
This is awesome! When i saw this i immediately thought of the crown of blue rose which i have repeatedly asserted was Rhaegar mocking Lyanna as a maiden.She had been deflowered.
That wasn't the most interesting thing to me though.The piece about the riders of the "Ice dragon and ice wagon." I've read this before in AOIAF and it never reverbarated till now that it was the rider's eye that was blue.We know he's basically the reaper,but even in our story their seems to be a lack of understanding in how important death is.
I haven't finished it yet,but i will later.I gave it a 5 because it's already heading that way.
"The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes"--Sherlock Holmes"
This is awesome! When i saw this i immediately thought of the crown of blue rose which i have repeatedly asserted was Rhaegar mocking Lyanna as a maiden.She had been deflowered.
That wasn't the most interesting thing to me though.The piece about the riders of the "Ice dragon and ice wagon." I've read this before in AOIAF and it never reverbarated till now that it was the rider's eye that was blue.We know he's basically the reaper,but even in our story their seems to be a lack of understanding in how important death is.
I think this actually bears more upon Lyanna than Rhaegar. Lyanna was fond of flowers, and had a special appreciation for blue winter roses. Which are bitter blooms. Which are lies and death.
A macabre association for a child-woman to have. Lyanna favored the eyes of death.
Post by maestercambodia on Jul 22, 2016 12:51:58 GMT
Well the notes I made were literally these:
Long Winter/Night. Windwolves. Vampires (blood, undead). Blue flower, association of ice/blue. Constellations anthropomorphised (inc. blue eyes) – sorry LmL. Ranger/threat of Others. Worse is out there. ‘Old Jon/Tesenya/Nan’ childhood stories – knows. Contrasting POVs –Tesenya/Morgan. However,Morgan’s family, stories seem so real but are fictions – like ASOIAF legends – some have truth, some false? Saw Morgan = Morgan La Fey from the outset, Avalon, but not = ASOIAF. GRRM likes to recycle his names – Alynne, ‘Jaime’ sim place names (prev Ned) but not nec = similar characters. In ship time has no sense, like under weirwood?
In short, what I picked up on are a number of motifs GRRM loves to recycle. I make the opposite assumption to LmL and some of you - that motifs that reoccur in ASOIAF are NOT indications of repeat themes.
I also subsequently watched PJ's video and added this note:
PJ says GRRM anti-war & anti-patriarchy. OK. But in ASOIAF females – Dany, Arya, Catelyn + Cercei, Brienne also violent. It’s the Children (hardly passive!) who will come out on top.
Long Winter/Night. Windwolves. Vampires (blood, undead). Blue flower, association of ice/blue. Constellations anthropomorphised (inc. blue eyes) – sorry LmL. Ranger/threat of Others. Worse is out there. ‘Old Jon/Tesenya/Nan’ childhood stories – knows. Contrasting POVs –Tesenya/Morgan. However,Morgan’s family, stories seem so real but are fictions – like ASOIAF legends – some have truth, some false? Saw Morgan = Morgan La Fey from the outset, Avalon, but not = ASOIAF. GRRM likes to recycle his names – Alynne, ‘Jaime’ sim place names (prev Ned) but not nec = similar characters. In ship time has no sense, like under weirwood?
In short, what I picked up on are a number of motifs GRRM loves to recycle. I make the opposite assumption to LmL and some of you - that motifs that reoccur in ASOIAF are NOT indications of repeat themes.
I also subsequently watched PJ's video and added this note:
PJ says GRRM anti-war & anti-patriarchy. OK. But in ASOIAF females – Dany, Arya, Catelyn + Cercei, Brienne also violent. It’s the Children (hardly passive!) who will come out on top.
I loved the story though, and gave it full marks.
Great notes ser!
The strongest impression this story leaves upon me is that the blooms are bitter. They are lies that are known to be lies, yet are desired in times of desperation.
I'm wondering if our Jon could end up like Shawn at the end of this story, knowingly seeking a false refuge as all warmth flees from him.
"I can see it. You have more of the north in you than your brothers."
Was reading a bit of Feast for Crows today and came upon this quote. I had to mention it as a point in favor of prestonjacobs' @lewispringle's theory (link) that ASOIAF takes place in the 1000 Worlds Universe.
A Feast for Crows - Arya II
Worshipers came to the House of Black and White every day. Most came alone and sat alone; they lit candles at one altar or another, prayed beside the pool, and sometimes wept. A few drank from the black cup and went to sleep; more did not drink. There were no services, no songs, no paeans of praise to please the god. The temple was never full. From time to time, a worshiper would ask to see a priest, and the kindly man or the waif would take him down into the sanctum, but that did not happen often.
Thirty different gods stood along the walls, surrounded by their little lights. The Weeping Woman was the favorite of old women, Arya saw; rich men preferred the Lion of Night, poor men the Hooded Wayfarer. Soldiers lit candles to Bakkalon, the Pale Child, sailors to the Moon-Pale Maiden and the Merling King. The Stranger had his shrine as well, though hardly anyone ever came to him. Most of the time only a single candle stood flickering at his feet. The kindly man said it did not matter. "He has many faces, and many ears to hear."
If both Bitterblooms and ASOIAF name Bakkalon the Pale Child as a God, then this pretty much confirms his theory. And Bitterblooms isn't even the only 1000 Worlds story that mentions Bakkalon.
It's his one and only post. He joined Westeros on 2/12/14, and was last online 2/14/14... even though he appears to be a huge fan of GRRM and had read a great number of his works. He also quibbles over time and technology.
Interesting...
"I can see it. You have more of the north in you than your brothers."
And Bitterblooms isn't even the only 1000 Worlds story that mentions Bakkalon.
Other stories that mention Bakkalon:
And Seven Times Never Kill Man!
Dying of the Light
Dreamsongs - Volume 1
Dreamsongs - Volume 2
And of course, GRRM also mentioned the Pale Child again at Balticon:
Impaled upon the longer spikes were the bodies of the gods. The Maiden was there and the Father and the Mother, the Warrior and Crone and Smith...even the Stranger. They hung side by side with all manner of queer foreign gods: the Great Shepherd and the Black Goat, three-headed Trios and the Pale Child Bakkalon, the Lord of Light and the butterfly god of Naath.
"I can see it. You have more of the north in you than your brothers."
Just finished a reread, and damn there is a lot of Ice&Fire imagery in this! One thing that I did not catch the first time, but suspect now, is that Morgan is not in fact from Avalon, but from the Alynne family. Evidence:
A woman knelt beside her, dressed in bright tatters of many different colors, and gray eyes regarded her calmly from beneath the thickest, wildest hair that Shawn had ever seen. “You … who …” Shawn said. The woman stroked her brow with a pale soft hand. “Carin,” she said clearly. Shawn nodded, slowly, wondering who the woman was, and how she knew the family. “Carinhall,” the woman said, and her eyes seemed amused and a bit sad. “Lin and Eris and Caith. remember them, little girl. Beth, Voice Carin, how hard she was. And Kaya and Dale and Shawn.” “Shawn. I’m Shawn. That’s me. But Creg is Voice Carin …” The woman smiled faintly, and continued to stroke Shawn’s brow. The skin of her hand was very soft. Shawn had never felt anything so soft. “Shawn is my lover,” the woman said. “Every tenthyear, at Gathering.”
So here we learn that Morgan is familiar with the Carin family, though we later learn that Beth was Voice Carin 60 years earlier. So Morgan has not interacted with anyone from Carinhall in 60 years. We also learn that she had a Carin lover, Shawn, whom she met "every tenthyear, at Gathering" - meaning she met her at least twice, probably more often than that, and that she is familiar with the tradition of Gathering. Main takeaway: as of 60 years ago, Morgan was attending Gatherings, not living in the spaceship.
But when the woman moved to leave, Shawn called out to her again. “Wait,” she said. “Your family, mother. Tell me who you are.” The woman stood framed in yellow light, a silhouette without features. “My family is very great, child. My sisters are Lilith and Marcyan and Erika Stormjones and Lamiya-Bailis and Deirdre d’Allerane. Kleronomas and Stephen Cobalt Northstar and Tomo and Walberg were all brothers to me, and fathers. Our house is up past the Ice Wagon, and my name, my name is Morgan.”
She tells a wild tale of all her famous family members. However, we know the last sentence is a lie, so there is no reason to think the rest is true. I believe she learned all of her "off world" knowledge from whoever welcomed her into the spaceship 60 years earlier- or, perhaps, she figured it out on her own by reading and watching TV.
This was long ago. It was Tesenya, so very old, her face wrinkled, and she was talking in her tired voice so full of music, her lullaby voice, and all the children listened. Her stories had been different from Jon’s. His were always about fighting, wars and vendettas and monsters, chock-full with blood and knives and impassioned oaths sworn by a father’s corpse. Tesenya was quieter. She told of a group of travelers, six of family Alynne, who were lost in the wild one year during the season of freeze. They chanced upon a huge hall built all of metal, and the family within welcomed them with a great feast. So the travelers ate and drank, and just as they were wiping their lips to go, another banquet was served, and thus it went. The Alynnes stayed and stayed, for the food was richer and more delightful than any they had ever tasted, and the more they ate of it, the hungrier they grew. Besides, deepwinter had set in outside the metal hall. Finally, when thaw came many years later, others of family Alynne went searching for the six wanderers. They found them dead in the forest. They had put off their good warm furs and dressed in flimsies. Their steel had gone all to rust, and each of them had starved. For the name of the metal hall was Morganhall, Tesenya told the children, and the family who lived there was the family named Liar, whose food is empty stuff made of dreams and air.
Tesenya, who is very old, tells a story of six members of House Alynne who went missing one winter and were later found dead, dressed in "flimsies". They had starved to death in the forest.
This story is questionable at best. If they were wearing flimsies in deepwinter, they would have died of hypothermia LONG before they starved. Also, if none of them lived, how would the name Morganhall have gotten back to Tesenya? Never mind the many starving predators that would have gotten to them if they were really out there for years.
But what we CAN safely take away from the story, IMO, is that some members of House Alynne disappeared one winter, and most of them were later found dead. If they were indeed dressed inappropriately, that would suggest they either went mad in the spaceship (an interesting prospect) and left it without dressing first, OR, there was conflict with whoever remained in the spaceship and they were kicked out to die. I propose that in either case, "Morgan" of House Alynne stayed behind. The timing seems ok; Tesenya is very old, and this would have been roughly 60 years ago. There must have been at least one survivor who shared the story of Morganhall, albeit a bit distorted.
“You are full of lies,” Shawn said. “I know about the six Alynnes. I’m not going to eat here and starve to death. Where are my skis?” Morgan seemed not to hear her; the older woman’s eyes were clouded, wistful. “Have you ever seen Alynne House in summer, child? It’s very beautiful. The sun comes up over the redstone tower, and sinks every night into Jamei’s Lake. Do you know it, Shawn?” “No,” Shawn said boldly, “and you don’t either. What do you talk about Alynne House for? You said your family lived on the Ice Wagon, and they all had names I never heard of, Kleraberus and things like that.”
Morgan becomes wistful when House Alynne is mentioned. She describes its beauty in detail, including sunrise and sunset- clearly, she knew it well. She asks Shawn about it, despite that not being the point of their conversation. Clearly, there is some sort of emotional attachment to this place/family.
Morgan giggled. “Very well. I am no Carin, but I am Morgan full-of-magic. I can make it Gathering.” She darted across the room on bare feet, and thrust her rings against the wall once more, and moved them this way and that, in a strange pattern. Then she called out, “Look! Turn and look.” Shawn, confused, glanced back at the window. Under the double suns of highsummer, the world was bright and green. Sailing ships moved languidly on the slow-flowing waters of the river, and Shawn could see the bright reflections of the twin suns bobbing and rolling in their wake, balls of soft yellow butter afloat upon the blue. Even the sky seemed sweet and buttery, white clouds moved like the stately schooners of family Crien, and nowhere could a star be seen. The far shore was dotted by houses, houses small as a road shelter and greater than even Carinhall, towers as tall and sleek as the wind-carved rocks in the Broken Mountains. And here and there and all among them people moved; lithe swarthy folk strange to Shawn, and people of the families too, all mingling together. The stone field was free of snow and ice, but there were metal buildings everywhere, some larger than Morganhall, many smaller, each with its distinctive markings, and every one of them squatting on three legs. Between the buildings were the tents and stalls of the families, with their sigils and their banners. And mats, the gaily colored lovers’ mats. Shawn saw people coupling, and felt Morgan’s hand resting lightly on her shoulder.
Here Morgan is showing Shawn what the reader knows is a recording of a previous Gathering in the location that the spaceship is currently sitting. The ruined city is still whole, the river is unfrozen in summer, and the landing deck is full of spaceships. At the time that the spaceship recorded this film, it was sitting next to a large, advanced, thriving city, full of people. Yet Shawn's planet in the present has NO technology, and no apparent memory of it. Also, the city is in complete ruins, and no bones are mentioned. Therefore, the recording must have been made much, much longer ago than 60 years. Even 100 years would not explain the complete loss of not only technology, but all memory of technology. No, the Morgan La Fey ship has been sitting alone for at least a few hundred years- which means, unless she is THAT old, Morgan herself was not the one who made these recordings. She arrived much later.
Other questions Shawn did ask, only to find that Morgan would not answer. Morgan would not talk about her own origins, or the source of their food, or the magic that flew the ship.
If she is indeed a space traveler from Avalon, why won't Morgan talk about it? What is she hiding (other than her real name)?
“You’re silly,” Shawn told her once. “You wouldn’t be so silly if you lived in Carinhall. Silly people die, you know, and they hurt their families. Everyone has to be useful, and you’re not useful. Creg would make you be useful. You’re lucky that you aren’t a Carin.” Morgan had only caressed her, and gazed at her from sad gray eyes. “Poor Shawn,” she’d whispered. “They’ve been so hard to you. Hut the Carins were always hard. Alynne House was different, child. You should have been born an Alynne.” And after that she would say no more of it.
Alynne House was the best, huh? Funny how that one keeps coming up, when we haven't heard mention of any other native families aside from Carin...
Morgan did not move. “It wasn’t all lies. It wasn’t. If you stay with me, you’ll live for a long time. I think it’s the food, but it’s true. A lot of it was true, Shawn. I didn’t mean to lie to you. I wanted it to be best, the way it was for me at first. You just have to pretend, you know. Forget that the ship can’t move. It’s better that way.” Her voice sounded young, frightened; she was a woman, and she begged like a little girl, in a little girl’s voice. “Don’t break the window. The window is the most magic thing. It can take us anywhere, almost. Please, please, don’t break it, Shawn. Don’t.”
Morgan lied so that Shawn would have the best magic experience - the way it was for her, at first. This is what really gives it away, IMO. It very strongly suggests that when Morgan first arrived, she was fooled as well. She learned to pretend, but it was better when it seemed real, so she wanted this for Shawn too. Not to mention, even now, she refers to all the technology as "magic". I don't think she understands how it works at all, which also supports the idea of her not being the original owner of the ship.
She was not so fast as she had been when she was young. The journey took closer to three weeks than to two, and she was lean and weak when she finally entered the ruined city. But the ship was just as she had left it.
Extremes of heat and cold had cracked the stone of the spacefield over the years, and the alien flowers had taken advantage of every little opening. The stone was dotted with bitterblooms, and the frostflower vines that twined around the ship were twice as thick as Shawn remembered them. The big brightly colored blossoms stirred faintly in the wind.
Over Shawn's lifetime (let's say 60-80 years), the flowers have spread significantly from what she remembers. The vines, specifically, are twice as thick as they were before. What does this tell us? Well, if in 60ish years they can spread so much, and double in thickness... then they sure as hell weren't planted hundreds of years ago when the spaceship first arrived. No, it seems very likely that they were planted around the time that Morgan arrived at the ship, about 60 years before Shawn first meets her.
Lastly, of course, we learn that Morgan named herself after the spaceship. This makes no sense whatsoever if she arrived in the ship, but would work if she was a missing Alynne family member who had to think of some other name on the fly.
What do you think?
I'm still deciding if it actually matters, of course, lol. I do find it interesting that a person from a primitive culture would have appropriated this ancient, advanced technology and used it to fool others into thinking she could do magic. (She probably believed it herself, actually) It reminds me a bit of Mel, pretending to understand more than she does, but potential BR parallels are more intriguing to me. Does he really know what he's doing? Or did he stumble upon the cave one day, realize the weirnet will truly give him a thousand eyes and one, and simply stay there? Now he is fumbling in the dark, just like Mel, recruiting other potential GS for unknown purposes, when maybe, just maybe, the cave was never meant for him.
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“In Qohor he is the Black Goat, in Yi Ti the Lion of Night, in Westeros the Stranger. All men must bow to him in the end, no matter if they worship the Seven or the Lord of Light, the Moon Mother or the Drowned God or the Great Shepherd. All mankind belongs to him... else somewhere in the world would be a folk who lived forever. Do you know of any folk who live forever?”
Just to play devil's advocate (having now reread it, and found the flowers to be real, brought from an ice world) - it seems the blue flowers were instrumental in helping Shawn realize she was being tricked. The window is showing space, but the old woman enters the room with the flowers in her hand - the flowers Shawn knows grow all around the ship. Morgan couldn't have gone outside to pluck them if they were in space. Shawn then realizes that the flowers had been growing there for a long time, all around the ship, so clearly the ship had not gone anywhere in a long time...
So really, the flowers give away the ruse. They themselves are real, and imported from a very cold world. I'm not sure that this really tells us much about ASOIAF, but it gives us a potential origin for the winter roses, if there is a world out there with blue flowers that only grow in the cold.
The flowers were real enough, and I'm sure Winter Roses are as well. But, that does not change the fact that Shawn was duped, and that the flowers were part of the ruse.
If I do a rabbit in a hat trick for you, and pull a living white rabbit from out of a black top hat, then you could pet the rabbit and see that it is real. But that does not change the fact that I used a real rabbit for the deception. The rabbit was not native to the top hat. I put it there, and attempted to fool you with it.
I'm thinking either Lyanna Stark was prone to such foolishness, or she admired the ability to fool people.
Given that she was a wolf, I lean quite strongly towards the latter.
The flowers were real enough, and I'm sure Winter Roses are as well. But, that does not change the fact that Shawn was duped, and that the flowers were part of the ruse.
If I do a rabbit in a hat trick for you, and pull a living white rabbit from out of a black top hat, then you could pet the rabbit and see that it is real. But that does not change the fact that I used a real rabbit for the deception. The rabbit was not native to the top hat. I put it there, and attempted to fool you with it.
Hmmm. Yes, but - I'm not sure you could use the hat-trick example and then say that therefore, rabbits in general are a symbol of trickery. Morgan did not lie about the flowers, and if Shawn had been paying attention, the flowers should have been her clue that this particular spaceship had not gone anywhere in a long time. If anything, I would categorize them as an ignored warning.
Where I'm going with this is that it was the TV, the images Morgan was showing Shawn, that were the true lie. Which then leads me away from Lyanna Stark and rather makes me wonder about all the characters being shown things by mysterious "magic" figures - Dany/Quaithe, Bran/BR, Aeron/Euron, etc. We have been warned many times that magic and prophecy are not to be trusted- yet still we try to figure out Dany's 3 mounts, the shadows in Bran's vision (), who Euron's fire wife will be, etc. We are waiting for Dany to be betrayed, b/c she was warned that it would happen. But what if the prophecies are wrong? Lies, (with a bit of truth in them to make them believable), used to manipulate the characters? I know I'm not the first to suggest this, but it feels to me as though Bitterblooms is exactly that type of story, so perhaps we should see it as a warning.
I do, however, agree with you that the color blue is linked to deceit in GRRM's world. There is the strange blue light that lures Shawn to the spaceship to begin with, and also a blue glow inside the ship, IIRC. The color blue is all over this story, and the whole story is about one big lie.
“In Qohor he is the Black Goat, in Yi Ti the Lion of Night, in Westeros the Stranger. All men must bow to him in the end, no matter if they worship the Seven or the Lord of Light, the Moon Mother or the Drowned God or the Great Shepherd. All mankind belongs to him... else somewhere in the world would be a folk who lived forever. Do you know of any folk who live forever?”
I do, however, agree with you that the color blue is linked to deceit in GRRM's world. There is the strange blue light that lures Shawn to the spaceship to begin with, and also a blue glow inside the ship, IIRC. The color blue is all over this story, and the whole story is about one big lie.
But if you agree with this, how could a blue flower that blooms in winter not be linked to deceit?
In Bitterblooms, they grow, but are far from natural.
Given that this is Lyanna's favorite flower, I can't help but think that she is either a retelling of Shawn or Morgan.
Then, we have the horticultural/historical/literary baggage of blue roses:
Overview Blue roses have fascinated people for many years. True blue roses are not found in nature, and generations at least since the Victorian times have taken white roses and put them in blue water, thus making them blue. The fascination and attempts at creating a blue rose have finally paid off.
Science Blue roses did not originate in nature. The rose plant lacks a gene to create the color blue. In the year 2004 the Japanese company Suntory and its Australian subsidiary Florigene added blue genes from pansy flowers to roses and successfully created the world's first blue rose. Delphinidin is the plant pigment that produces a blue hue and is not naturally found in roses. History The world has been entranced with the concept of the blue rose for over a century. As far back as 1840, horticultural societies in Britain and Belgium together offered to award a prize of 500,000 francs to the person who could produce a true blue rose. To be able to create a blue rose has long been considered the "holy grail" of horticulturalists worldwide.
Symbolism The symbol of the blue rose is mystery and longing to attain theimpossible. Some cultures go so far as to say that the holder of a blue rose will have his wishes granted. In Chinese folklore, the blue rose symbolizes hope for unattainablelove.
Rose Gardening There are many varieties of natural roses and hybrids that have been given the term "blue" in their names. These flowers are not truly blue, however. Blueberry Hill roses are actually light lilac in color. Blueberry Hill rosebushes are considered medium height at about 4 feet, and are said to smell like apples. The Veilchenblau rose is actually purple with white streaks in the petals. This variety is an almost thornless climber. Blue Moon roses are hybrids that are not actually blue, but they are lilac with blue tints. Before Suntory and Florigene's breakthrough, Blue Moon roses were considered the best blue rose. The Blue Nile rose is another lavender hybrid that is celebrated for its strong rose fragrance.
Blue Roses in Literature "The Glass Menagerie" is a heartbreaking and well-loved stage play written by Tennessee Williams in 1944. One character is Laura, a teenage girl who suffers with pleurosis, a respiratory condition that was more commonbefore the wide use of antibiotics. The main symptom of pleurosis is painful breathing, and it is extremely debilitating. A man on whom Laura has had a crush for many years mis-heard her in high school when she told him she had pleurosis, he heard "blue roses." Blue Roses was his nickname for Laura for that reason.
So with all of that in mind, we must consider that blue roses = lies. They are not natural. Winterfell's "Glass Gardens" contain the holy grail of horticulturalists. But, GRRM is a well-known skeptic of religion, and I think an easy argument can be made that he views such holy grails as tainted and a source of corruption. Winter roses blue as frost are the sigil of lies, and, GRRM has already told their story:
GRRM has also already given us his own Glass Menagerie, in which a glass flower symbolizes humanity, corrupted:
Before I get too far off track, let me just say that Pleurisy = pleurosis = "blue roses" is a perfect explanation for Lyanna's voice being faint as a whisper. And, again, GRRM has already written of a "Lya" whose voice became faint as a whisper:
This Lya also just so happens to merge with a collective consciousness that strongly resembles the Weirnet, but again, I digress.
I think Lyanna was sick, and heavy with child. Rather than be born with the dead, I think her child was born from the dying. That goes for the wolf pups in Bran I as well. I think each she wolf lived long enough to whelp, but unlike the first, there was no Stag antler to end Lyanna's suffering.
Unless you count Ned.
Ned killed Lady to spare her a crueler death, and I believe he did the same for Lyanna.
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"I can see it. You have more of the north in you than your brothers."