Post by min on Nov 21, 2016 19:59:45 GMT
Is Jon Snow the three-eyed crow? Both Jon and Bran are referred to as ‘green boys’ in the context of inexperience; however, given what we now know about ‘green men’ or drinking from the green fountain as Jojen would put it; could it be that Jon is as powerful as Bran and that he also pierces the veil of time at some point?
A Game of Thrones - Jon III
Benjen refused him curtly. "This is not Winterfell," he told him as he cut his meat with fork and dagger. "On the Wall, a man gets only what he earns. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you."
A Game of Thrones - Bran VI
Bran was always given the place of honor at his brother's right hand. Some of the lords bannermen gave him queer hard stares as he sat there, as if they wondered by what right a green boy should be placed above them, and him a cripple too.
Jon seems to have his own green dreams, something he never speaks of until he confides in Sam:
A Game of Thrones - Jon IV
Jon Snow laughed with him. Afterward they sat on the frozen ground, huddled in their cloaks with Ghost between them. Jon told the story of how he and Robb had found the pups newborn in the late summer snows. It seemed a thousand years ago now. Before long he found himself talking of Winterfell.
"Sometimes I dream about it," he said. "I'm walking down this long empty hall. My voice echoes all around, but no one answers, so I walk faster, opening doors, shouting names. I don't even know who I'm looking for. Most nights it's my father, but sometimes it's Robb instead, or my little sister Arya, or my uncle." The thought of Benjen Stark saddened him; his uncle was still missing. The Old Bear had sent out rangers in search of him. Ser Jaremy Rykker had led two sweeps, and Quorin Halfhand had gone forth from the Shadow Tower, but they'd found nothing aside from a few blazes in the trees that his uncle had left to mark his way. In the stony highlands to the northwest, the marks stopped abruptly and all trace of Ben Stark vanished.
"Do you ever find anyone in your dream?" Sam asked.
Jon shook his head. "No one. The castle is always empty." He had never told anyone of the dream, and he did not understand why he was telling Sam now, yet somehow it felt good to talk of it. "Even the ravens are gone from the rookery, and the stables are full of bones. That always scares me. I start to run then, throwing open doors, climbing the tower three steps at a time, screaming for someone, for anyone. And then I find myself in front of the door to the crypts. It's black inside, and I can see the steps spiraling down. Somehow I know I have to go down there, but I don't want to. I'm afraid of what might be waiting for me. The old Kings of Winter are down there, sitting on their thrones with stone wolves at their feet and iron swords across their laps, but it's not them I'm afraid of. I scream that I'm not a Stark, that this isn't my place, but it's no good, I have to go anyway, so I start down, feeling the walls as I descend, with no torch to light the way. It gets darker and darker, until I want to scream." He stopped, frowning, embarrassed. "That's when I always wake."
Kill the Boy
A Dance with Dragons - Jon II
Sam fled from him just as Gilly had.
Jon was tired. I need sleep. He had been up half the night poring over maps, writing letters, and making plans with Maester Aemon. Even after stumbling into his narrow bed, rest had not come easily. He knew what he would face today, and found himself tossing restlessly as he brooded on Maester Aemon's final words. "Allow me to give my lord one last piece of counsel," the old man had said, "the same counsel that I once gave my brother when we parted for the last time. He was three-and-thirty when the Great Council chose him to mount the Iron Throne. A man grown with sons of his own, yet in some ways still a boy. Egg had an innocence to him, a sweetness we all loved. Kill the boy within you, I told him the day I took ship for the Wall. It takes a man to rule. An Aegon, not an Egg. Kill the boy and let the man be born." The old man felt Jon's face. "You are half the age that Egg was, and your own burden is a crueler one, I fear. You will have little joy of your command, but I think you have the strength in you to do the things that must be done. Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born."
Is it Jon’s lot to kill the boy in Bran and wake the man? Bran who is as sweet and innocent as Egg. Because Winter is Coming. Jon is hard on Samwell, pulls no punches, outlines the reality and the consequences. Samwell has to find his courage. What strikes me about this passage and Jon's recurring dream is that he screams in his dream and just before waking, he has the urge to scream. This reminds me that just before Bran wakes from the coma dream; the crow screams.
There is also the curious image of Mormont's raven pecking a hole in an egg, pulling out the bits of white and yolk and Bran's dreams of the crow pecking at his forehead pulling out bits of bone and tissue.
......
A Dance with Dragons - Jon II
"You will make a crow of him." She wiped at her tears with the back of a small pale hand. "I won't. I won't."
Kill the boy, thought Jon. "You will. Else I promise you, the day that they burn Dalla's boy, yours will die as well."
"Die," shrieked the Old Bear's raven. "Die, die, die."
A Dance with Dragons - Jon II
"My lord, my f-f-f-father, Lord Randyll, he, he, he, he, he … the life of a maester is a life of servitude. No son of House Tarly will ever wear a chain. The men of Horn Hill do not bow and scrape to petty lords. Jon, I cannot disobey my father."
Kill the boy, Jon thought. The boy in you, and the one in him. Kill the both of them, you bloody bastard. "You have no father. Only brothers. Only us. Your life belongs to the Night's Watch, so go and stuff your smallclothes into a sack, along with anything else you care to take to Oldtown. You leave an hour before sunrise. And here's another order. From this day forth, you will not call yourself a craven. You've faced more things this past year than most men face in a lifetime. You can face the Citadel, but you'll face it as a Sworn Brother of the Night's Watch. I can't command you to be brave, but I can command you to hide your fears. You said the words, Sam. Remember?"
"I … I'll try."
A Game of Thrones - Jon VI
And suddenly Jon Snow was ashamed.
Craven or not, Samwell Tarly had found the courage to accept his fate like a man. On the Wall, a man gets only what he earns, Benjen Stark had said the last night Jon had seen him alive. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you. He'd heard it said that bastards grow up faster than other children; on the Wall, you grew up or you died.
Game of Thrones - Bran III
And his father's voice replied to him. "That is the only time a man can be brave."
Now, Bran, the crow urged. Choose. Fly or die.
Death reached for him, screaming.
So here is Jon tasked with killing the boy to wake the man as his duty as lord commander and a duty to his friend Samwell; even if he has to be a blood bastard while doing it. It's curious that the 3EC gives Bran the same option. When Bran does fly, he then wakes up.
The three-eyed crow doesn’t seem to be an enemy; but Bran is shown a terrible future; the hard reality that he must live because winter is coming; the Stark words. The crow with the terrible knowledge can only be future Jon, the one who has seen what lies north and north and north beyond the veil of time. Jon Snow who is referred to over and over again by the wildlings as ‘the crow’.
We know that Bran is unchained by time and can reach across time to open Jon’s third eye. Bran appears to Jon as the weirwood sapling before he has reached the cave of the Greenseer. Bran dreams of seeing and touching Jon in the crypts of Winterfell and he also sees himself as the Winterfell weirwood looking at himself in the coma dream. Time is circular, the past, present and future are one. Is it possible that Jon will also become unchained by time; that he will look back and open Bran's third eye for him and show him how to fly? If Bran appears to Jon as a weirwood with Bran's face and three eyes; could Jon appear to Bran as a three eyed crow?
A Game of Thrones - Bran III
Finally he looked north. He saw the Wall shining like blue crystal, and his bastard brother Jon sleeping alone in a cold bed, his skin growing pale and hard as the memory of all warmth fled from him. And he looked past the Wall, past endless forests cloaked in snow, past the frozen shore and the great blue-white rivers of ice and the dead plains where nothing grew or lived. North and north and north he looked, to the curtain of light at the end of the world, and then beyond that curtain. He looked deep into the heart of winter, and then he cried out, afraid, and the heat of his tears burned on his cheeks.
Now you know, the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. Now you know why you must live.
"Why?" Bran said, not understanding, falling, falling.
Because winter is coming.
Bran looked at the crow on his shoulder, and the crow looked back. It had three eyes, and the third eye was full of a terrible knowledge. Bran looked down. There was nothing below him now but snow and cold and death, a frozen wasteland where jagged blue-white spires of ice waited to embrace him. They flew up at him like spears. He saw the bones of a thousand other dreamers impaled upon their points. He was desperately afraid.
The crow opened its beak and cawed at him, a shrill scream of fear and the grey mists shuddered and swirled around him and ripped away like a veil……
........
Jon says goodbye to Bran at Winterfell. On his way out; Catelyn speaks to him:
A Game of Thrones - Jon II
"Yes?" he said.
"It should have been you," she told him. Then she turned back to Bran and began to weep, her whole body shaking with the sobs. Jon had never seen her cry before.
It was a long walk down to the yard.
********
It's also curious that in Jon's recurring dream of Winterfell; he is looking for his father most of the time and never finds him. This could be a way of saying that Ned isn't his father along with the extended version of the dream where he enters the crypts denying that he is a Stark. The 3EC crow also shows up in Bran's dream of his father in the crypts of Winterfell:
A Game of Thrones - Bran VII
"There was a knight once who couldn't see," Bran said stubbornly, as Ser Rodrik went on below. "Old Nan told me about him. He had a long staff with blades at both ends and he could spin it in his hands and chop two men at once."
"Symeon Star-Eyes," Luwin said as he marked numbers in a book. "When he lost his eyes, he put star sapphires in the empty sockets, or so the singers claim. Bran, that is only a story, like the tales of Florian the Fool. A fable from the Age of Heroes." The maester tsked. "You must put these dreams aside, they will only break your heart."
The mention of dreams reminded him. "I dreamed about the crow again last night. The one with three eyes. He flew into my bedchamber and told me to come with him, so I did. We went down to the crypts. Father was there, and we talked. He was sad."
"And why was that?" Luwin peered through his tube.
"It was something to do about Jon, I think." The dream had been deeply disturbing, more so than any of the other crow dreams. "Hodor won't go down into the crypts."
The maester had only been half listening, Bran could tell. He lifted his eye from the tube, blinking. "Hodor won't …?"
A Game of Thrones - Jon III
Benjen refused him curtly. "This is not Winterfell," he told him as he cut his meat with fork and dagger. "On the Wall, a man gets only what he earns. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you."
A Game of Thrones - Bran VI
Bran was always given the place of honor at his brother's right hand. Some of the lords bannermen gave him queer hard stares as he sat there, as if they wondered by what right a green boy should be placed above them, and him a cripple too.
Jon seems to have his own green dreams, something he never speaks of until he confides in Sam:
A Game of Thrones - Jon IV
Jon Snow laughed with him. Afterward they sat on the frozen ground, huddled in their cloaks with Ghost between them. Jon told the story of how he and Robb had found the pups newborn in the late summer snows. It seemed a thousand years ago now. Before long he found himself talking of Winterfell.
"Sometimes I dream about it," he said. "I'm walking down this long empty hall. My voice echoes all around, but no one answers, so I walk faster, opening doors, shouting names. I don't even know who I'm looking for. Most nights it's my father, but sometimes it's Robb instead, or my little sister Arya, or my uncle." The thought of Benjen Stark saddened him; his uncle was still missing. The Old Bear had sent out rangers in search of him. Ser Jaremy Rykker had led two sweeps, and Quorin Halfhand had gone forth from the Shadow Tower, but they'd found nothing aside from a few blazes in the trees that his uncle had left to mark his way. In the stony highlands to the northwest, the marks stopped abruptly and all trace of Ben Stark vanished.
"Do you ever find anyone in your dream?" Sam asked.
Jon shook his head. "No one. The castle is always empty." He had never told anyone of the dream, and he did not understand why he was telling Sam now, yet somehow it felt good to talk of it. "Even the ravens are gone from the rookery, and the stables are full of bones. That always scares me. I start to run then, throwing open doors, climbing the tower three steps at a time, screaming for someone, for anyone. And then I find myself in front of the door to the crypts. It's black inside, and I can see the steps spiraling down. Somehow I know I have to go down there, but I don't want to. I'm afraid of what might be waiting for me. The old Kings of Winter are down there, sitting on their thrones with stone wolves at their feet and iron swords across their laps, but it's not them I'm afraid of. I scream that I'm not a Stark, that this isn't my place, but it's no good, I have to go anyway, so I start down, feeling the walls as I descend, with no torch to light the way. It gets darker and darker, until I want to scream." He stopped, frowning, embarrassed. "That's when I always wake."
Kill the Boy
A Dance with Dragons - Jon II
Sam fled from him just as Gilly had.
Jon was tired. I need sleep. He had been up half the night poring over maps, writing letters, and making plans with Maester Aemon. Even after stumbling into his narrow bed, rest had not come easily. He knew what he would face today, and found himself tossing restlessly as he brooded on Maester Aemon's final words. "Allow me to give my lord one last piece of counsel," the old man had said, "the same counsel that I once gave my brother when we parted for the last time. He was three-and-thirty when the Great Council chose him to mount the Iron Throne. A man grown with sons of his own, yet in some ways still a boy. Egg had an innocence to him, a sweetness we all loved. Kill the boy within you, I told him the day I took ship for the Wall. It takes a man to rule. An Aegon, not an Egg. Kill the boy and let the man be born." The old man felt Jon's face. "You are half the age that Egg was, and your own burden is a crueler one, I fear. You will have little joy of your command, but I think you have the strength in you to do the things that must be done. Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born."
Is it Jon’s lot to kill the boy in Bran and wake the man? Bran who is as sweet and innocent as Egg. Because Winter is Coming. Jon is hard on Samwell, pulls no punches, outlines the reality and the consequences. Samwell has to find his courage. What strikes me about this passage and Jon's recurring dream is that he screams in his dream and just before waking, he has the urge to scream. This reminds me that just before Bran wakes from the coma dream; the crow screams.
There is also the curious image of Mormont's raven pecking a hole in an egg, pulling out the bits of white and yolk and Bran's dreams of the crow pecking at his forehead pulling out bits of bone and tissue.
......
A Dance with Dragons - Jon II
"You will make a crow of him." She wiped at her tears with the back of a small pale hand. "I won't. I won't."
Kill the boy, thought Jon. "You will. Else I promise you, the day that they burn Dalla's boy, yours will die as well."
"Die," shrieked the Old Bear's raven. "Die, die, die."
A Dance with Dragons - Jon II
"My lord, my f-f-f-father, Lord Randyll, he, he, he, he, he … the life of a maester is a life of servitude. No son of House Tarly will ever wear a chain. The men of Horn Hill do not bow and scrape to petty lords. Jon, I cannot disobey my father."
Kill the boy, Jon thought. The boy in you, and the one in him. Kill the both of them, you bloody bastard. "You have no father. Only brothers. Only us. Your life belongs to the Night's Watch, so go and stuff your smallclothes into a sack, along with anything else you care to take to Oldtown. You leave an hour before sunrise. And here's another order. From this day forth, you will not call yourself a craven. You've faced more things this past year than most men face in a lifetime. You can face the Citadel, but you'll face it as a Sworn Brother of the Night's Watch. I can't command you to be brave, but I can command you to hide your fears. You said the words, Sam. Remember?"
"I … I'll try."
A Game of Thrones - Jon VI
And suddenly Jon Snow was ashamed.
Craven or not, Samwell Tarly had found the courage to accept his fate like a man. On the Wall, a man gets only what he earns, Benjen Stark had said the last night Jon had seen him alive. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you. He'd heard it said that bastards grow up faster than other children; on the Wall, you grew up or you died.
Game of Thrones - Bran III
And his father's voice replied to him. "That is the only time a man can be brave."
Now, Bran, the crow urged. Choose. Fly or die.
Death reached for him, screaming.
So here is Jon tasked with killing the boy to wake the man as his duty as lord commander and a duty to his friend Samwell; even if he has to be a blood bastard while doing it. It's curious that the 3EC gives Bran the same option. When Bran does fly, he then wakes up.
The three-eyed crow doesn’t seem to be an enemy; but Bran is shown a terrible future; the hard reality that he must live because winter is coming; the Stark words. The crow with the terrible knowledge can only be future Jon, the one who has seen what lies north and north and north beyond the veil of time. Jon Snow who is referred to over and over again by the wildlings as ‘the crow’.
We know that Bran is unchained by time and can reach across time to open Jon’s third eye. Bran appears to Jon as the weirwood sapling before he has reached the cave of the Greenseer. Bran dreams of seeing and touching Jon in the crypts of Winterfell and he also sees himself as the Winterfell weirwood looking at himself in the coma dream. Time is circular, the past, present and future are one. Is it possible that Jon will also become unchained by time; that he will look back and open Bran's third eye for him and show him how to fly? If Bran appears to Jon as a weirwood with Bran's face and three eyes; could Jon appear to Bran as a three eyed crow?
A Game of Thrones - Bran III
Finally he looked north. He saw the Wall shining like blue crystal, and his bastard brother Jon sleeping alone in a cold bed, his skin growing pale and hard as the memory of all warmth fled from him. And he looked past the Wall, past endless forests cloaked in snow, past the frozen shore and the great blue-white rivers of ice and the dead plains where nothing grew or lived. North and north and north he looked, to the curtain of light at the end of the world, and then beyond that curtain. He looked deep into the heart of winter, and then he cried out, afraid, and the heat of his tears burned on his cheeks.
Now you know, the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. Now you know why you must live.
"Why?" Bran said, not understanding, falling, falling.
Because winter is coming.
Bran looked at the crow on his shoulder, and the crow looked back. It had three eyes, and the third eye was full of a terrible knowledge. Bran looked down. There was nothing below him now but snow and cold and death, a frozen wasteland where jagged blue-white spires of ice waited to embrace him. They flew up at him like spears. He saw the bones of a thousand other dreamers impaled upon their points. He was desperately afraid.
The crow opened its beak and cawed at him, a shrill scream of fear and the grey mists shuddered and swirled around him and ripped away like a veil……
........
Jon says goodbye to Bran at Winterfell. On his way out; Catelyn speaks to him:
A Game of Thrones - Jon II
"Yes?" he said.
"It should have been you," she told him. Then she turned back to Bran and began to weep, her whole body shaking with the sobs. Jon had never seen her cry before.
It was a long walk down to the yard.
********
It's also curious that in Jon's recurring dream of Winterfell; he is looking for his father most of the time and never finds him. This could be a way of saying that Ned isn't his father along with the extended version of the dream where he enters the crypts denying that he is a Stark. The 3EC crow also shows up in Bran's dream of his father in the crypts of Winterfell:
A Game of Thrones - Bran VII
"There was a knight once who couldn't see," Bran said stubbornly, as Ser Rodrik went on below. "Old Nan told me about him. He had a long staff with blades at both ends and he could spin it in his hands and chop two men at once."
"Symeon Star-Eyes," Luwin said as he marked numbers in a book. "When he lost his eyes, he put star sapphires in the empty sockets, or so the singers claim. Bran, that is only a story, like the tales of Florian the Fool. A fable from the Age of Heroes." The maester tsked. "You must put these dreams aside, they will only break your heart."
The mention of dreams reminded him. "I dreamed about the crow again last night. The one with three eyes. He flew into my bedchamber and told me to come with him, so I did. We went down to the crypts. Father was there, and we talked. He was sad."
"And why was that?" Luwin peered through his tube.
"It was something to do about Jon, I think." The dream had been deeply disturbing, more so than any of the other crow dreams. "Hodor won't go down into the crypts."
The maester had only been half listening, Bran could tell. He lifted his eye from the tube, blinking. "Hodor won't …?"