[S3E2] Dark Wings, Dark Words
Bran Stark dreams that he is walking and hunting in the woods; he sees the mysterious Three-Eyed Raven again. As he aims his bow, he relives his memories of when he was practicing archery with Jon and Robb, and hears the voice of his father Eddard. Bran shoots at the raven but misses. A young stranger appears. The boy tells Bran that he cannot shoot the raven, because he is the raven. Bran awakens suddenly, worrying Hodor for a moment but he says that he is fine. Osha says they have enough problems without dark dreams. Bran, Rickon, Osha, Hodor, and the direwolves Summer and Shaggydog continue to head north from Winterfell to the Wall.
[S3E2] Dark Wings, Dark Words
Lady Catelyn Stark: "No."Talisa: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"Catelyn: "You can't help because a mother makes one for her children to protect them. Only a mother can make them."Talisa: "You've made them before?"Catelyn: "Twice."Talisa: "Did they work?"Catelyn: "After a fashion. I prayed for my son Bran to survive his fall. Many years before that, one of the boys came down with the pox. Maester Luwin said if he made it through the night, he'd live. But it would be a very long night. So I sat with him all through the darkness, listened to his ragged little breaths, his coughing, his whimpering."Talisa: "Which boy?"Catelyn: "Jon Snow. When my husband brought that baby home from the war, I couldn't bear to look at him, didn't want to see those brown stranger's eyes staring at me. So I prayed to the gods, 'Take him away, make him die.' He got the pox and I knew I was the worst woman who ever lived. A murderer. I'd condemned this poor, innocent child to a horrible death all because I was jealous of his mother, a woman he didn't even know! So I prayed to all Seven Gods, "Let the boy live. Let him live and I'll love him. I'll be a mother to him. I'll beg my husband to give him a true name, to call him Stark and be done with it, to make him one of us.'"Talisa: "And he lived?"Catelyn: "And he lived. And I couldn't keep my promise. And everything that's happened since then, all this horror that's come to my family...it's all because I couldn't love a motherless child."
Catelyn Stark: After a fashion. I prayed for my son Bran to survive his fall. Many years before that, one of the boys came down with the pox. Maester Luwin said if he made it through the night, he'd live. But it would be a very long night. So I sat with him all through the darkness, listened to his ragged little breaths, his coughing, his whimpering.
On a different, undisclosed location in the North, there is also Theon Greyjoy, finding himself in a dark cellar chained to a device, subjected to slow and rather horrible torture. Despite confessing that he attacked Winterfell out of spite for the Starks, Theon's answers never satisfy his captors and he is left writhing in terrible pain. An unidentified boy, however, offers him a way to escape, saying he was sent by Theon's sister Yara.
"You don't think we can win," Robb tells one of his followers, during a grim conversation that's still less grim than Catelyn's dark confession of having hated Jon Snow. She prayed for his death, he caught the pox, she felt guilty, so she prayed for him to live, promising that she'd try to love him if he lived. He lived, she didn't keep her promise, and now three of her children are missing. 041b061a72