“You can come back five years later, and [Arya] has had five years of training and all that. Or Bran, who was taken in by the Children of the Forest and the green ceremony, [so you could] come back to him five years later. That’s good. Works for him.” – GRRM Interview, Observation Deck, 7/23/2013
This post is going to go against the grain of many theories that exist in the A Song of Ice and Fire fandom. That’s ok because I’m not trying to change any minds, rather I am going to speculate the hell out of this anyway because, let’s face it, what we want to happen in the ASOIAF series may not be what is actually happening. GRRM ain’t done with us yet!
Additionally, this post has the potential to run 20K++ words, but I’m not going to do that to you (this time!). Rather I am sticking with the most basic talking points and notes, updates, and reader comments that can fill-in as it goes. Also a quick reminder that any and all of George R.R. Martins interviews, SSM’s, or other works are all openly discussed on this blog site.
The topics included in the post are:
- What’s this all about, anyway? A few notes on the origins of the theory.
- The Scene in Question. Refresher read.
- The Northern Way. The old (god) making way for the new generation is the thing we are witnessing. Seeds into saplings into mighty trees, and why.
- The Seed is Strong. What’s going on with the Other side?
- So, where is Jojen? Let’s discuss.
- Crackpot Corner… a secondary guess.
- What’s Next? Additional GRRM stories in Martinworld to analyze.
Do you prefer a listen to the basic overall essay? Watch or listen here…
What’s this all about, anyway?
I know what’s running through your mind: “But Leeech! What are you thinking? It’s totes canon that Jojen paste is true. Child sacrifice Is. A. Thing! Cannibalism Is. A. Thing!”
Correct… to a degree. That’s what we are here to do, clarify the story and the use of such devices. And to be honest, I know that most in the fandom have already made up their minds on this plot topic, so my goal here is to get a few readers to consider how Martin is working this ‘paste’ plot.
The common theory in parts of the fandom claims what Bran is eating in the bowl during his A Dance with Dragons final chapter is, in fact, the blood or body bits of his friend Jojen Reed. If you Google “Jojen paste” ,you will get many, many a result you can read for yourself.
From my fandom experience, a main reason that some readers think Jojen paste is true is the common fan theory that baby swapping and sacrifice is integral to the history of the Night’s Watch, or to the Others, or some other reason… including misconception that the weirwoods or Bloodraven are nefariously evuuul. Sometimes the ADWD prologue is mentioned as well, the “but the man who eats the flesh of man is an abomination” part… but that applies to Daenerys and her dragons just as much as it does Bran Stark.
GRRM has said that both Daenerys and Bran are “the most magical”, so we are going to see many inverted parallels between the two. I opened with the GRRM quote where he describes what Bran is going through as a green ceremony… a green wedding. Daenerys also has her elemental fire wedding. It seems GRRM has it set up that it takes that ‘element’ to create the next in line, a different sort of bloodline. Dany needed magic fire as Bran needs magic green paste (weirwood).
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A Game of Thrones – Daenerys X
She had sensed the truth of it long ago, Dany thought as she took a step closer to the conflagration, but the brazier had not been hot enough. The flames writhed before her like the women who had danced at her wedding, whirling and singing and spinning their yellow and orange and crimson veils, fearsome to behold, yet lovely, so lovely, alive with heat. Dany opened her arms to them, her skin flushed and glowing. This is a wedding, too, she thought. Mirri Maz Duur had fallen silent. The godswife thought her a child, but children grow, and children learn.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran III
Something about the look of it made Bran feel ill. The red veins were only weirwood sap, he supposed, but in the torchlight they looked remarkably like blood. He dipped the spoon into the paste, then hesitated. “Will this make me a greenseer?”
“Your blood makes you a greenseer,” said Lord Brynden. “This will help awaken your gifts and wed you to the trees.”
Bran did want to be married to a tree … but who else would wed a broken boy like him? A thousand eyes, a hundred skins, wisdom deep as the roots of ancient trees. A greenseer.
Taking a closer narrative look, we already have a:
- “Night’s Watch” milk-brother baby swap when Jon switches Gilly’s son (who remains at the wall) with Mance’s son (Aemon Steelsong); a “brother” swap for protection from the flames.
- Then when Melisandre switches Mance Rayder for Rattleshirt and she then burns a fake Mance.
- And we have the upcoming Selyse=Shireen fire to appease a god event going to happen in The Winds of Winter.
And then we have more from the fire-consuming side of the story:
- Drogon eats Hazzea and the importance of bones and memory to Dany make it a Martinworld whisperjewel.
- Daenerys “consumes” her pregnancy when she is on the Dothraki sea with “roast ‘kid’ “.
- Even Gregor Clegane (a fiery hand of fiery Tywin) feeds “roast goat” Vargo Hoat to other humans.
- Daenerys “herbs” up Khal Drogo before she smothers him with a pillow as he bakes in the sun, effectively making her the leader of the Khalasar.
- Even fiery Cersei “eats princes” as she consumes Baratheon heirs.
Three-fold reveal, not four, because four would be GRRM overplaying his theme, as his editor Anne Groell puts it (below).
The common theme here is the flames, because as explicitly stated in the books, fire consumes and is a jealous, hungry god.
In ASOIAF, it is only the fire-people/R’hllorists that make the statement of death paying for life; Daenerys, Jaqen speaking of the red god, and Melisandre. Except they are taking this to the literal extremes, as GRRM has his proto-R’hllorists do in his story Only Kids Are Afraid of the Dark.
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A Clash of Kings – Arya VII
“Three?”
“The Red God has his due, sweet girl, and only death may pay for life. This girl took three that were his. This girl must give three in their places. Speak the names, and a man will do the rest.”
This is the opposite of the trees whose narrative purpose is to serve the many (guard the realms of men), and as a type of library, a different type of “flame”. This is the symbolic use of the death paying for life idea. A self-sacrifice as opposed to a sacrifice from another for “your” own means; both blood sacrifices, but different intent. Bloodraven and his death is to serve Bran, who will then serve as the new greenseer guard of the realms of men as well as the darkling plain (as GRRM calls it in his other stories, including A Song for Lya). Fire feeds the self, the green feeds the future.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran III
“Your uncle may have been named for me. Some are, still. Not so many as before. Men forget. Only the trees remember.” His voice was so soft that Bran had to strain to hear.
“Most of him has gone into the tree,” explained the singer Meera called Leaf. “He has lived beyond his mortal span, and yet he lingers. For us, for you, for the realms of men. Only a little strength remains in his flesh. He has a thousand eyes and one, but there is much to watch. One day you will know.”
“What will I know?” Bran asked the Reeds afterward, when they came with torches burning brightly in their hand, to carry him back to a small chamber off the big cavern where the singers had made beds for them to sleep. “What do the trees remember?”
“The secrets of the old gods,” said Jojen Reed. Food and fire and rest had helped restore him after the ordeals of their journey, but he seemed sadder now, sullen, with a weary, haunted look about the eyes. “Truths the First Men knew, forgotten now in Winterfell … but not in the wet wild. We live closer to the green in our bogs and crannogs, and we remember. Earth and water, soil and stone, oaks and elms and willows, they were here before us all and will still remain when we are gone.”
Martin even adds to the teaser of blood sacrifice in the semi-canon The World of Ice and Fire book. The in-world book Wed to the Sea, Being an Account of the History of White Harbor from Its Earliest Days is a history of White Harbor written by Yorrick, who was a maester in service to House Manderly. The text mentions the practice of blood sacrifice to the old gods. Longer book quote in the link for purposes of length: Read Here. Additionally, in semi-relation to this topic, Samwell is learning and teaching true speech with the ravens.
I suspect that the “sacrifices” at White Harbor had to do with freeing people and holding slavers accountable for their crimes against humanity, as discussed in the ADWD- Davos chapters: Read Here.
So, to answer the question above, “What are you thinking?” This… I do not believe that Bran was given Jojen to eat, but rather that is Brynden Bloodraven Rivers as a weirwood in that bowl- the blood of the Raven, so to speak.
Bloodraven lasted as long as he did, preserved in the far icy north so to speak, because he had to wait for Bran to get to him so that Bran can evolve from weepy babe sapling into a weirwood-library-heart tree. Jojen, as good of a boy as he is, has the ability to have prophetic dreams called green dreams, which seems to be a “step down” from the higher talented greenseer. Bran already seems rather advanced in his talents, and as Bloodraven says, “the hour is late,” therefore it seems Bran needs the strong brew to get his roots tapped in to history NOW. After all, Greenseeing means Enlightenment. It is easy to assume how this advancement in Bran’s abilities that surpass Bloodraven’s could be another result of Martin having to skip the 5-year gap in storytelling.
The hour is late means that the ice-dragon Others are already there (or near enough), Brynden is about 125 years old, and the Long Night is about to happen again. So I am thinking that what we are being shown is what we readers have been warned about:
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The World of Ice and Fire – Ancient History: The Long Night
However, if this fell winter did take place, as the tales say, the privation would have been terrible to behold. During the hardest winters, it is customary for the oldest and most infirm amongst the northmen to claim they are going out hunting—knowing full well they will never return and thus leaving a little more food for those likelier to survive. Doubtless this practice was common during the Long Night.
Yet there are other tales—harder to credit and yet more central to the old histories—about creatures known as the Others. According to these tales, they came from the frozen Land of Always Winter, bringing the cold and darkness with them as they sought to extinguish all light and warmth. The tales go on to say they rode monstrous ice spiders and the horses of the dead, resurrected to serve them, just as they resurrected dead men to fight on their behalf.
How the Long Night came to an end is a matter of legend, as all such matters of the distant past have become. In the North, they tell of a last hero who sought out the intercession of the children of the forest, his companions abandoning him or dying one by one as they faced ravenous giants, cold servants, and the Others themselves. Alone he finally reached the children, despite the efforts of the white walkers, and all the tales agree this was a turning point. Thanks to the children, the first men of the Night’s Watch banded together and were able to fight—and win—the Battle for the Dawn: the last battle that broke the endless winter and sent the Others fleeing to the icy north. Now, six thousand years later (or eight thousand as True History puts forward), the Wall made to defend the realms of men is still manned by the sworn brothers of the Night’s Watch, and neither the Others nor the children have been seen in many centuries.

“Your blood makes you a greenseer,” said Lord Brynden. “This will help awaken your gifts and wed you to the trees.”
The only weirwood in the cave to get seeds or blood/sap from is Bloodraven, and he is sacrificing himself in a type of northern way to let the next generation survive. Even Martin says that Bloodraven is “half a tree“. The paste is Bloodraven.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran II
Before them a pale lord in ebon finery sat dreaming in a tangled nest of roots, a woven weirwood throne that embraced his withered limbs as a mother does a child.
His body was so skeletal and his clothes so rotted that at first Bran took him for another corpse, a dead man propped up so long that the roots had grown over him, under him, and through him. What skin the corpse lord showed was white, save for a bloody blotch that crept up his neck onto his cheek. His white hair was fine and thin as root hair and long enough to brush against the earthen floor. Roots coiled around his legs like wooden serpents. One burrowed through his breeches into the desiccated flesh of his thigh, to emerge again from his shoulder. A spray of dark red leaves sprouted from his skull, and grey mushrooms spotted his brow. A little skin remained, stretched across his face, tight and hard as white leather, but even that was fraying, and here and there the brown and yellow bone beneath was poking through.

Again with Martin keeping to his own developed themes in his works, he uses this ‘drink of the green fountain’ idea as a way of bringing peace, generally after a time of war where the dragons dance, but the seed is strong.
Even in Martin’s story Fevre Dream (two quotes below), it is an herbal elixir crafted from a mix of lore & magic merged with modern science that allows Josh York (a classic GRRM trio of Jon-Bran-Bloodraven) to become enlightened. Bran is having a sensation, Daenerys in the House of the Undying is the antithesis to Bran and Bloodraven, yet both are herbally related 😉
You know when GRRM does have ‘children’ consumed? It when it comes down to a fire-elemental character/s that want to overtake (ususrp) a land or rule that is not their own in order to feed the self.
Take this scene (pic) from Martin’s Tuf Voyaging story Guardians. It’s when the human invaders (Andal, Targaryen proto-history) who do not make a peace pact with the native greensea-sentients (mud pots, weirwoods in ASOIAF), then the fire elements start eating the indigenous and their children. Just in this short passgae you can see numerous ideas that GRRM will repurpose into the weirdwood trees, greenseeing =trees/being under the sea (as I have rambled on about for years), Children of the Forest, and Andal or Targaryen, non-peaceful, usurpers.
The Scene in Question
A Dance with Dragons – Bran III
“For the next step. For you to go beyond skinchanging and learn what it means to be a greenseer.”
“The trees will teach him,” said Leaf. She beckoned, and another of the singers padded forward, the white-haired one that Meera had named Snowylocks. She had a weirwood bowl in her hands, carved with a dozen faces, like the ones the heart trees wore. Inside was a white paste, thick and heavy, with dark red veins running through it. “You must eat of this,” said Leaf. She handed Bran a wooden spoon.
The boy looked at the bowl uncertainly. “What is it?”
“A paste of weirwood seeds.”
Something about the look of it made Bran feel ill. The red veins were only weirwood sap, he supposed, but in the torchlight they looked remarkably like blood. He dipped the spoon into the paste, then hesitated. “Will this make me a greenseer?”
“Your blood makes you a greenseer,” said Lord Brynden. “This will help awaken your gifts and wed you to the trees.”
Bran did want to be married to a tree … but who else would wed a broken boy like him? A thousand eyes, a hundred skins, wisdom deep as the roots of ancient trees. A greenseer.
He ate.
It had a bitter taste, though not so bitter as acorn paste. The first spoonful was the hardest to get down. He almost retched it right back up. The second tasted better. The third was almost sweet. The rest he spooned up eagerly. Why had he thought that it was bitter? It tasted of honey, of new-fallen snow, of pepper and cinnamon and the last kiss his mother ever gave him. The empty bowl slipped from his fingers and clattered on the cavern floor. “I don’t feel any different. What happens next?”
Leaf touched his hand. “The trees will teach you. The trees remember.” He raised a hand, and the other singers began to move about the cavern, extinguishing the torches one by one. The darkness thickened and crept toward them.
The Northern Way
A combination of self sacrifice and cannibalism in severely desperate times to allow the next generation to survive. This includes the “pig” and the elk-friend Bran and friends have to eat in order to survive and help the future. I’d say that the return of the white shadow ice dragon Others counts as that rather extreme situation.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran I
Meera’s gloved hand tightened around the shaft of her frog spear. “Who sent you? Who is this three-eyed crow?”
“A friend. Dreamer, wizard, call him what you will. The last greenseer.” The longhall’s wooden door banged open. Outside, the night wind howled, bleak and black. The trees were full of ravens, screaming. Coldhands did not move.
“A monster,” Bran said.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran II
… He had never felt more like a cripple than he did then, watching helplessly as Meera Reed and Coldhands butchered the brave beast who had carried them so far. He told himself he would not eat, that it was better to go hungry than to feast upon a friend, but in the end he’d eaten twice, once in his own skin and once in Summer’s. As gaunt and starved as the elk had been, the steaks the ranger carved from him had sustained them for seven days, until they finished the last of them huddled over a fire in the ruins of an old hillfort.
Brynden Rivers, born a great bastard, was offered the chance to resign his bastard name and to take the Targaryen surname as his father King Aegon IV, the Unworthy, lay on his deathbed. Brynden Rivers declined that fiery association and chose an identity for himself, keeping his connection to water.
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A Game of Thrones – Catelyn II
Of all the rooms in Winterfell’s Great Keep, Catelyn’s bedchambers were the hottest. She seldom had to light a fire. The castle had been built over natural hot springs, and the scalding waters rushed through its walls and chambers like blood through a man’s body, driving the chill from the stone halls, filling the glass gardens with a moist warmth, keeping the earth from freezing. Open pools smoked day and night in a dozen small courtyards. That was a little thing, in summer; in winter, it was the difference between life and death.

This makes sense because, as I often ramble on about, the Night’s Watch is basically a naval operation on land, and the title of greenseer is the highest ranking level in the royal navy; Sea Lord. Bloodraven is on watch, just as Bran is about to be as he takes Bloodraven’s place as greenseer.
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A Game of Thrones – Jon I
“Lord Eddard Stark is my father,” Jon admitted stiffly.
Lannister studied his face. “Yes,” he said. “I can see it. You have more of the north in you than your brothers.”
“Half brothers,” Jon corrected. He was pleased by the dwarf’s comment, but he tried not to let it show.
One thing about Martinworld for sure is that the three characters of Bran, Bloodraven, and Jon Snow in A Song of Ice and Fire are all derived from similar characters in GRRM’s past works. The ones for Jon I have began to list here and here with Val, as well as for Bloodraven. In a way, GRRM reverse engineered a single character from a past Martinworld story and expanded them into the three we have now, but they are all still connected by the same root system. They are the three branches of the same tree, and all three share first men/free folk blood.
This brings us to the part of this identity with Bloodraven and his commitment to the Watch, which includes how tightly knit the northern houses and customs are between the two. The old ways are returning and the trees have eyes again. Another way we see these old ways returning is in the way the Night’s Watch is shifting under Jon’s command, also reawakening an eye to the true purpose of the Watch that has most likely been twisted through history. The old go off to die in order to make room for the new. Gardening.
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A Dance with Dragons – The King’s Prize [I also want to note that the Boltons (Red Kings) are a version of the Others in their own narrative way.]
That seemed to amuse the northman. “I want to live forever in a land where summer lasts a thousand years. I want a castle in the clouds where I can look down over the world. I want to be six-and-twenty again. When I was six-and-twenty I could fight all day and fuck all night. What men want does not matter.
“Winter is almost upon us, boy. And winter is death. I would sooner my men die fighting for the Ned’s little girl than alone and hungry in the snow, weeping tears that freeze upon their cheeks. No one sings songs of men who die like that. As for me, I am old. This will be my last winter. Let me bathe in Bolton blood before I die. I want to feel it spatter across my face when my axe bites deep into a Bolton skull. I want to lick it off my lips and die with the taste of it on my tongue.”
“Aye!” shouted Morgan Liddle. “Blood and battle!” Then all the hillmen were shouting, banging their cups and drinking horns on the table, filling the king’s tent with the clangor.
- A Dance with Dragons – Jon X
“Not well.” Alys sighed. “My father took so many of our men south with him that only the women and young boys were left to bring the harvest in. Them, and the men too old or crippled to go off to war. Crops withered in the fields or were pounded into the mud by autumn rains. And now the snows are come. This winter will be hard. Few of the old people will survive it, and many children will perish as well.”
It was a tale that any northmen knew well. “My father’s grandmother was a Flint of the mountains, on his mother’s side,” Jon told her. “The First Flints, they call themselves. They say the other Flints are the blood of younger sons, who had to leave the mountains to find food and land and wives. It has always been a harsh life up there. When the snows fall and food grows scarce, their young must travel to the winter town or take service at one castle or the other. The old men gather up what strength remains in them and announce that they are going hunting. Some are found come spring. More are never seen again.”
“It is much the same at Karhold.”
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A Feast for Crows – Arya II
She found the Myrish mirror the next day, and every morn and every night she sat before it with a candle on each side of her, making faces. Rule your face, she told herself, and you can lie.
Soon thereafter the kindly man commanded her to help the other acolytes prepare the corpses. The work was not near as hard as scrubbing steps for Weese. Sometimes if the corpse was big or fat she would struggle with the weight, but most of the dead were old dry bones in wrinkled skins. Arya would look at them as she washed them, wondering what brought them to the black pool. She remembered a tale she had heard from Old Nan, about how sometimes during a long winter men who’d lived beyond their years would announce that they were going hunting. And their daughters would weep and their sons would turn their faces to the fire, she could hear Old Nan saying, but no one would stop them, or ask what game they meant to hunt, with the snows so deep and the cold wind howling. She wondered what the old Braavosi told their sons and daughters, before they set off for the House of Black and White.
The moon turned and turned again, though Arya never saw it. She served, washed the dead, made faces at the mirrors, learned the Braavosi tongue, and tried to remember that she was no one.
The old ways say they are “hunting”, but they are not. Instead, they are self-sacrifing, like Jesus and the Body of Christ-Last Supper. This is Bloodraven’s “last supper”, and this is also something Martin has reworked from his “Catholic story” (as he calls it) The Way of Cross and Dragon. It appears this fits perfectly into Martin’s three-fold reveal he tends to favor. In a 2014 Q&A, Martin’s editor Anne Groell said:
…it is easier to tell when he’s overplaying a hand and revealing things too early if you don’t actually know going in what will happen. That said, now that I’ve realized his three-fold revelation strategy, I see it in play almost every time. The first, subtle hint for the really astute readers, followed later by the more blatant hint for the less attentive, followed by just spelling it out for everyone else. It’s a brilliant strategy, and highly effective.
And readers are quick to realize that even Wyman Manderly, someone who has a “river” history as Brynden Bloodraven Rivers does, Wyman is planning on going hunting and expecting not to return, all in favor of supporting the northern/Stark mission.
Wex also provides some parallels of weirwoods protecting children from fires as well; the fires of Ramsay Snow in this case.
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A Dance with Dragons – Davos IV
“It was the Bastard who murdered Ser Rodrik and the men of Winterfell,” said Lord Wyman. “He slew Greyjoy’s ironmen as well. Wex saw men cut down trying to yield. When we asked how he escaped, he took a chunk of chalk and drew a tree with a face.”
Davos thought about that. “The old gods saved him?”
“After a fashion. He climbed the heart tree and hid himself amongst the leaves. Bolton’s men searched the godswood twice and killed the men they found there, but none thought to clamber up into the trees. Is that how it happened, Wex?”
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A Dance with Dragons – Davos IV
“Soon I must return to the feast to toast my friends of Frey,” Manderly continued. “They watch me, ser. Day and night their eyes are on me, noses sniffing for some whiff of treachery. You saw them, the arrogant Ser Jared and his nephew Rhaegar, that smirking worm who wears a dragon’s name. Behind them both stands Symond, clinking coins. That one has bought and paid for several of my servants and two of my knights. One of his wife’s handmaids has found her way into the bed of my own fool. If Stannis wonders that my letters say so little, it is because I dare not even trust my maester. Theomore is all head and no heart. You heard him in my hall. Maesters are supposed to put aside old loyalties when they don their chains, but I cannot forget that Theomore was born a Lannister of Lannisport and claims some distant kinship to the Lannisters of Casterly Rock. Foes and false friends are all around me, Lord Davos. They infest my city like roaches, and at night I feel them crawling over me.” The fat man’s fingers coiled into a fist, and all his chins trembled. “My son Wendel came to the Twins a guest. He ate Lord Walder’s bread and salt, and hung his sword upon the wall to feast with friends. And they murdered him. Murdered, I say, and may the Freys choke upon their fables. I drink with Jared, jape with Symond, promise Rhaegar the hand of my own beloved granddaughter … but never think that means I have forgotten. The north remembers, Lord Davos. The north remembers, and the mummer’s farce is almost done. My son is home.”
Something about the way Lord Wyman said that chilled Davos to the bone. “If it is justice that you want, my lord, look to King Stannis. No man is more just.”
Robett Glover broke in to add, “Your loyalty does you honor, my lord, but Stannis Baratheon remains your king, not our own.”
Whether Wyman himself dies while inside Winterfell, or symbolically it will be his army during the Battle of Winterfell, will be determined in The Winds of Winter, until then…
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A Dance with Dragons – Theon I
“So young,” said Wyman Manderly. “Though mayhaps this was a blessing. Had he lived, he would have grown up to be a Frey.”
Ser Hosteen slammed his foot into the tabletop, knocking it off its trestles, back into Lord Wyman’s swollen belly. Cups and platters flew, sausages scattered everywhere, and a dozen Manderly men came cursing to their feet. Some grabbed up knives, platters, flagons, anything that might serve as a weapon.
Ser Hosteen Frey ripped his longsword from its scabbard and leapt toward Wyman Manderly. The Lord of White Harbor tried to jerk away, but the tabletop pinned him to his chair. The blade slashed through three of his four chins in a spray of bright red blood. Lady Walda gave a shriek and clutched at her lord husband’s arm. “Stop,” Roose Bolton shouted. “Stop this madness.” His own men rushed forward as the Manderlys vaulted over the benches to get at the Freys. One lunged at Ser Hosteen with a dagger, but the big knight pivoted and took his arm off at the shoulder. Lord Wyman pushed to his feet, only to collapse. Old Lord Locke was shouting for a maester as Manderly flopped on the floor like a clubbed walrus in a spreading pool of blood. Around him dogs fought over sausages.
Why? What is this all for?
It is for the upcoming Song (Battle) of Ice and then Fire. Daenerys is the fire dragon as the Others are the ice dragon. Two extremes that have to be removed in order for regrowth to happen. A chance for everyone and their dog to heal from all of the wars and blood and fire. Balance brought back to the natural order of things.
I have gone on a bit describing how Daenerys is the last dragon that she wakes within herself, and this will lead to her playing the role of the Blackfyre return. Drogon has back fire, she will get the sword Blackfyre from Aegon the VI, and one of the main missions of Brynden Bloodraven Rivers in his natural life was to keep tabs on the Blackfyres and to tamp them down when they grew out of hand. Each point is described in detail within an of the following links, but certainly not limited to these additional essays. Also, this is a lot to read, and it is up to you, but read only if you are curious about how Dany fits into the larger Martinworld story.
- Waking the Last Dragon
- Daenerys is Cyrain, Simon Kress, Damon Julian, etc
- Transcribed The Glass Flower
- Greenseeing means Enlightenment, and the battle between Jon and Dany will involve Bran’s green magic.
This is why Martin brought the Bloodraven character back on page for ASOIAF. The convergence of all of his worldbuilding brough to a glorious finale.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran III
“You saw what you wished to see. Your heart yearns for your father and your home, so that is what you saw.”
“A man must know how to look before he can hope to see,” said Lord Brynden. “Those were shadows of days past that you saw, Bran. You were looking through the eyes of the heart tree in your godswood. Time is different for a tree than for a man. Sun and soil and water, these are the things a weirwood understands, not days and years and centuries. For men, time is a river. We are trapped in its flow, hurtling from past to present, always in the same direction. The lives of trees are different. They root and grow and die in one place, and that river does not move them. The oak is the acorn, the acorn is the oak. And the weirwood … a thousand human years are a moment to a weirwood, and through such gates you and I may gaze into the past.”
And, flight. The After Interregnum (AI) of Martinworld. This is how society progresses with social standards as well as whatever technological advances that will happen. No more “walking” because the time for flight will be upon the world. The AI only takes place after the Double War, which is the Song (Battle) of Ice and then Fire in ASOIAF.
- Interregnum as decribed in the Dying of the Light glossary. Historical period between the collapse and the resumption of starflight. By its very nature, the interregnum is difficult to date precisely. Some worlds experienced the collapse early, some late; some lost starflight for five years, some for fifty, some for five hundred; some—like Avalon, Baldur, Newholme, and Old Earth—were never really isolated from the rest of mankind, while others perhaps have still not been rediscovered. It is commonly said that the interregnum lasted a “generation”; this is workable enough as a rough approximation, if only the major human worlds are considered.
The Seed is Strong
Martin has stated a few times that Bran is the most magical in the story, and then at other times Martin has mentioned that Daenerys is also full of magic. This makes total sense since Bran and Daenerys are going to be going head to head before the story’s end. It makes sense that they experience similar situations, even as the choices and results will differ. Even Daenerys has her own tree elixir she has to drink to help open her eyes. Where Bran’s drink is about enlightenment, Daenerys’ drink is the Shade of the Evening.
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A Clash of Kings – Daenerys IV
“One flute will serve only to unstop your ears and dissolve the caul from off your eyes, so that you may hear and see the truths that will be laid before you.”
Dany raised the glass to her lips. The first sip tasted like ink and spoiled meat, foul, but when she swallowed it seemed to come to life within her. She could feel tendrils spreading through her chest, like fingers of fire coiling around her heart, and on her tongue was a taste like honey and anise and cream, like mother’s milk and Drogo’s seed, like red meat and hot blood and molten gold. It was all the tastes she had ever known, and none of them . . . and then the glass was empty.
“Now you may enter,” said the warlock. Dany put the glass back on the servitor’s tray, and went inside.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran III
He ate.
It had a bitter taste, though not so bitter as acorn paste. The first spoonful was the hardest to get down. He almost retched it right back up. The second tasted better. The third was almost sweet. The rest he spooned up eagerly. Why had he thought that it was bitter? It tasted of honey, of new-fallen snow, of pepper and cinnamon and the last kiss his mother ever gave him. The empty bowl slipped from his fingers and clattered on the cavern floor. “I don’t feel any different. What happens next?”
Leaf touched his hand. “The trees will teach you. The trees remember.” He raised a hand, and the other singers began to move about the cavern, extinguishing the torches one by one. The darkness thickened and crept toward them.
So, where is Jojen?
At the time of this writing, the current book being A Dance with Dragons, we do not know what happened to Jojen. We do know it has been some since Bran has seen him, and the cave system is dark with steep drops and caverns, but we do not have any definitive evidence that Jojen is dead and his parts or blood are making up the base of blood soup.
Jojen’s deterioration in the later chapters of ADWD are due to homesickness or the physical place he is in, as I and others readers have noted before. He’s fulfilled his purpose of bringing Bran to Bloodraven to complete Greenseeing Means Enlightnement training. He’s burdened with the foreknowledge of his own death, a terrible thing to know from a young age. In addition, his depression is frightening to his sister Meera.
If ‘Jojen paste” is your speculation, that is perfectly fine. I am not trying to change any minds here, just discussing the text and Martinworld as a whole. If GRRM has decided Jojen is paste, then so be it. The details of speculation range from outrageous, to Jojen volunteered himself. Personally, I tend to think that we will get a word from Jojen when he sees his death about to happen, which is probably when the Others enter the cave through the back door (as Other-dragons tend to do). I do not think that after the many times Jojen professes this is not the day he dies, that it will be an event that happens off-page.
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran I
“Jojen, you have to eat,” Meera told him.
“Later. I just want to rest.” Jojen smiled a wan smile. “This is not the day I die, sister. I promise you.”
Speaking of Martinworld… this line in Bitterblooms is a good example of GRRM reusing a thematic element in a way that he prefers to get a reaction out of readers. In this case it is “pork” that Shawn is eating, not human. Actually, it is neither because Morgan Full of Magic is “liar”, as the story calls her. What we learn in Bitterblooms is actually that none of the food is real, all is just a mgic trick by Morgan LaFey-Full of Magic-Full of Lies. A few of the shared points are that “people” approach the Brazier-style spaceship where they are, just as the wights do outside of Bloodraven’s cave; that cannabalism in a time of dire need is a consistnet theme across Martinworld; that food as a magical element is also a theme. I discuss Morgan with more detail here. Shawn being afraid and “childish” is like Bran liking his scary children’s tales (and Willie Flambeaux in The Skin Trade at first acting childish with Randi Wade), but for Shawn it is directly related to Creg from her clan, not from the storyteller Old Jon, who serves the same role Old Nan.
- Bitterblooms
Sometimes—on several of the worlds, but most particularly on Avalon—it seemed to Shawn that some stranger was about to board their ship. She would watch them come, striding purposefully across the field, their destination clear from every step. They never came aboard, though, much to her disappointment. There was never anyone to touch or talk to except Morgan. Shawn suspected that Morgan magicked the would-be visitors away, or else lured them to their doom. She could not quite make up her mind which; Morgan was so moody that it might be both. One dinnertime she remembered Jon’s story of the cannibal hall, and looked down with horror at the red meat they were eating. She ate only vegetables that meal, and for several meals thereafter until she finally decided that she was being childish. Shawn considered asking Morgan about the strangers who approached and vanished, but she was afraid.
One thing I have never seen GRRM do in any of his stories is to create or use a crazy Gotcha! type of moment. Is he a tricksy bird when it comes to a variety of dialogue in everything from interviews to problematic prophecy in print? Yes.
But he never lies, rather, it is our desirous reader brains that are hungry for more story. But we readers have to be careful that we don’t overdo it, that we do not overplay any one idea, as Anne Groell put it.
The best and most meta line in all of Martinworld comes from the story Nightflyers, basically Jon and Val and the Nights Watch in space. When the main protagonist, Royd Eris (a complete Jon+Bran+Bloodraven prototype), overhears the complicated speculations as to what or who he might actually be. The crew members get way out of hand in their guesses, fabricating wild ideas, and then Royd has to address these speculations with this most wonderful line:
“Sadly, the truth is less dramatic.”– GRRM via Royd Eris of Nightflyers

Crackpot Corner…
So, after all of this discussion, say you’re still dying for the paste to be blooood, that someone MUST die!
IF I had to make an educated crackpot guess because I was forced at knifepoint to make any claim that it was the blood of some child in the bowl, I would guess it was the blood of a Child of the Forest because the seed is strong. However, readers need to keep in mind that GRRM has said that this ASOIAF series is, “at heart, a war story,” and that the two main ‘dragon’ threats to existence are the ice dragon Others and the red dragon Targaryen. Add in the third element of the green trees, and we can see each has sacrifice in it’s arc, but with the vast difference being requiring/taking sacrifices to feed the one (war/dragons), or sacrificing the self to serve the greater good (existence/humanity).
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A Storm of Swords – Daenerys I
“Well, how long does a dragon live?” She looked up as Viserion swooped low over the ship, his wings beating slowly and stirring the limp sails.
Ser Jorah shrugged. “A dragon’s natural span of days is many times as long as a man’s, or so the songs would have us believe . . . but the dragons the Seven Kingdoms knew best were those of House Targaryen. They were bred for war, and in war they died. It is no easy thing to slay a dragon, but it can be done.”
This would be the opposite-parallel motif the ‘sowing of the seeds‘ the Targaryens attempted to find the next ‘flyer’, but ended up with a bunch of consumed people instead. Daenerys is already performing this new Red Sowing in her plot arc in the books. And remember, Craster sacrifices his sons to the Others who ‘consume’ the boys in some manner, just as Drogon consumes Hazzea, so for a green element to have to ‘consume’ a child sorta fits… but who is the child?
- Hazzea the whisperjewel; bones and memory.
- Sowing Red Dragons
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A Dance with Dragons – Bran II
“Two hundred years?” said Meera.
The child smiled. “Men, they are the children.”
“Do you have a name?” asked Bran.
Why do I keep paralleling Bran with Daenerys? Because that is what Martin is writing in ASOIAF. These two are the ones to keep an eye on that will decide the outcome after the next Dance (war):
[speaking on POV’s] “Some characters are easier to write and some harder, however. Dany and Bran have always been toughest, maybe because they are heaviest on the magical elements… also, Bran is the youngest of POV kids, and very restricted as well because of his legs.”–GRRM
What’s Next?
That choice is up to you.
I am always working on something. If you want to browse my own thoughts and speculations on the ASOIAF world using GRRM’s own work history, use the drop-down at the top of the page for the most content, or click on the page that shows recent posts: Recent Posts Page.
I have read all of George R.R. Martin’s work and currently in the process of doing a bookclub re-read that compares his past stories to ASOIAF. The rereads are for fun as well as serving the purpose of scholarship and research in effort to decode A Song of Ice and Fire and to get to know George R.R. Martin better as a creator. Transcribed book club stories are:
- Override– A betrayal between brothers. We are introduced to the rather well adjusted, pacifist main character Kabaraijian who is eventually sold out by his coworker/brother for money. A blood betrayal in #ASOIAF terms.
- Nightflyers– Nightflyers is about a haunted ship in outerspace. This story is everything a reader would want from a GRRM story; high body count, psi-link mind control, whisperjewels, corpse handling, dragon-mother ships, the Night’s Watch ‘naval’ institution in space, and Jon and Val.
- Sandkings– Welcome to the disturbing tale of Simon Kress and his Sandkings. Early origins of Unsullied, Dothraki, Aerea Targaryen, and Dragon who mounts the world, set among a leader with a god complex. One of the “must read” George R.R. Martin stories.
- Bitterblooms– In the dead of deep winter, a young girl named Shawn has to find the mental courage to escape a red fiery witch. Prototyping Val, Stannis, and Arya along with the red witch Melisandre.
- The Lonely Songs of Laren Dorr – Discarded Knights guards the gates as Sharra feels the Seven while searching for lost love. Many Sansa and Ashara Dayne prototyping here as well.
- …And Seven Times Never Kill Man– A look into a proto-Andal+Targaryen fiery world as the Jaenshi way of life is erased. But who is controlling these events? Black & Red Pyramids who merge with Bakkalon are on full display in this story.
- The Last Super Bowl– Football meets SciFi tech with plenty of ASOIAF carryover battle elements.
- Nobody Leaves New Pittsburg– first in the Corpse Handler trio, and sets a lot of tone for future ASOIAF thematics.
- Closing Time– A short story that shows many precursor themes for future GRRM stories, including skinchanging, Sneaky Pete’s, catastrophic long nights…
- The Glass Flower– a tale of how the drive for perfection creates mindlords and mental slavery.
- Run to Starlight– A tale of coexistence and morality set to a high stakes game of football.
- Remembering Melody– A ghost tale written by GRRM in 1981 that tells of long nights, bloodbaths, and pancakes.
- Fast-Friend transcribed and noted. Written in December 1973, this story is a precursor to skinchanging, Bran, Euron, Daenerys, and ways to scheme to reclaim lost love.
- The Steel Andal Invasion– A re-read of a partial section of The World of Ice and Fire text compared to the story …And Seven Times Never Kill Man. This has to do with both fire and ice Others in ASOIAF.
- A Song for Lya– A novella about a psi-link couple investigating a fiery ‘god’. Very much a trees vs fire motif, and one of GRRM’s best stories out there.
- For A Single Yesterday– A short story about learning from the past to rebuild the future.
- This Tower of Ashes– A story of how lost love, mother’s milk, and spiders don’t mix all too well.
- A Peripheral Affair (1973)– When a Terran scout ship on a routine patrol through the Periphery suddenly disappears, a battle-hungry admiral prepares to renew the border war.
- The Stone City– a have-not surviving while stranded on a corporate planet. Practically a GRRM autobiography in itself.
- Slide Show– a story of putting the stars before the children.
- Only Kids are Afraid of the Dark– rubies, fire, blood sacrifice, and Saagael- oh my!
- A Night at the Tarn House– a magical game of life and death played at an inn at a crossroads.
- Men of Greywater Station– Is it the trees, the fungus, or is the real danger humans?
- The Computer Cried Charge!– what are we fighting for and is it worth it?
- The Needle Men– the fiery hand wields itself again, only, why are we looking for men?
- Black and White and Red All Over– a partial take on a partial story.
- Fire & Blood excerpt; Alysanne in the north– not a full story, but transcribed and noted section of the book Fire & Blood, volume 1.
Thank you for reading the jambles and jumbles of the GRRMspreader the Fattest Leech of Ice and Fire, by Gumbo!
Thanks, I agree. The whole response to “trees are spooky” is along the lines of Snowwhite seeing the trees as evil monsters trying to claw at her when she runs from the evil queen and hunter at night. But when she wakes up, the forest welcomes her and becomes her safe haven. It’s a child’s reaction to scary-story language and believing the boogeyman lives under your bed.
The Jojen paste theory is fun and neat, but it’s not canon, and there is no confirmation or evidence yet that Jojen died. It also doesn’t make sense that a green dreamer’s blood or “paste” would bring enlightenment to a greenseer. It does have to come from the tree.
And I’m more inclined to predict that Jojen will die by some stupid accident in the tunnels down below… as Leaf warned twice about this to Meera and Jojen, who spend their time exploring them.
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Right. I agree that something else, another mishap could happen to Jojen because we were also given that info (and teaser?). IF Jojen does decide it is his time (and in that scenario I think it would be something we would witness), then I would assume some rework of this idea in a Davos chapter: “what is the life of one bastard boy against a kingdom?”
“Everything,” said Davos (Jojen), softly.
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Huge thanks for another essay, and for all your efforts to highlight the continuity of some ideas within all works of GRRM, from the earliest sci-fi stories to ASOIAF. Unfortunately, I’m not up-to-date with your recent essays, but I hope I will catch up.
But for now, I just wanted to share some ideas about the weirwood-paste I had.
* the paste reminds me of Ent-draughts from LOTR, which Treebeard shares with Merry and Pippin in “The Two Towers”.
“For a moment Treebeard stood under the rain of the falling spring, and took a deep breath; then he laughed, and passed inside. A great stone table stood there, but no chairs. At the back of the bay it was already quite dark. Treebeard lifted two great vessels and stood them on the table. They seemed to be filled with water; but he held his hands over them, and immediately they began to glow, one with a golden and the other with a rich green light; and the blending of the two lights lit the bay, as if the sun of summer was shining through a roof you young trees. Looking back, the hobbits saw that the trees in the court begun to glow, faintly at first, but steadily quickening, until every leaf was edged with light: some green, some gold, some red as copper, while the tree-trunks looked like pillars moulded out of luminous stone. ‘
Well, well, now we can talk again,’ said Treebeard. ‘You are thirsty, I expect. Perhaps you are also tired. Drink this!’
He went to the back of the bay, and then they saw that several tall stone jars stood there, with heavy lids. He removed one of the lids, and dipped in a great ladle, and with it filled three bowls, one very large bowl, and two smaller ones.
‘This is an ent-house,’ he said. ‘and there are no seats, I fear. But you may sit on the table.’ Picking up the hobbits he set them on the great stone slab, six feet above the ground, and there they sat dangling their legs, and drinking in sips.
The drink was like water, indeed very like the taste of the draughts they had drunk from the Entwash near the borders of the forest, and yet there was some scent or savour in it which they could not describe: it was faint, but it reminded them of the smell of a distant wood borne from afar by a cool breeze at night. The effect of the draught began at the toes, and rose steadily through every limb, bringing refreshment and vigour as it coursed upwards, right to the tips of the hair. Indeed the hobbits felt that the hair on their heads was actually standing up, waving and curling and growing. As for Treebeard, he first laved his feet in the basin beyond the arch, and then he drained his bowl at one draught, one long, slow draught. The hobbits thought he would never stop.
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[The following morning]
He poured them out two full bowls from a stone jar; but from a different jar. The taste was not the same as it had been the night before: it was earthier and richer, more sustaining and food-like, so to speak.” [From “The Lord of the Rings” by J.R.R. Tolkien, Book III, Chapter 4, “Treebeard”]
* it also reminds me of how in “The Return of the King” chapter “The Houses of Healing” every person who smells kingsfoil/athelas herb senses something different. For Ioreth (the healer and wise-woman) it’s “roses of Imloth Melui”, her childhood home. For Eowyn it’s fresh air that “came new-made from snowy mountains high beneath a dome of stars, or from shores of silver far away washed by seas of foam”. For Faramir smells of “dewy mornings of unshadowed sun”. And for Merry the scent is of “orchards and of heather in the sunshine full of bees”
* I am also reminded of miruvor, or miruvórë, the cordial of Imladris (Rivendell).
* I believe the wierwood paste might be inspired by the Mead of Poetry from Norse mythology. And that drink was made from the blood of Kvasir the sage, mixed with honey. And for me, that connection is the strongest argument IN FAVOUR of Jojen-paste (which, by the way, tastes of honey according to Bran).
Also, I think the entire business with Tyrion’s “singer’s stew” (alas, poor Symon Silver-Tongue) is both a reference to the Mead of Poetry (Tyrion claims it makes him sing, and Mead gives poetic inspiration) and a foreshadowing of Jojen paste (The COTF are “Those Who Sing the Song of Earth”). But perhaps the COTF are not as neferious as some suggest, Jojen might have sacrificed himself willingly. Or those connections are merely symbolic, not literal, and Jojen “sacrificed” himself in some other way for Bran’s sake (i.e. guided him to Bloodraven though he knew he won’t survive the endeavor).
As for the Mead of Poetry, I wrote an article on the topic, but it’s in Polish – like all my recent ASOIAF writings – “Taniec z Mitami: Krew Kvasira” (“A Dance with Myths: Blood of Kvasir”): https://fsgk.pl/wordpress/2019/09/taniec-z-mitami-krew-kvasira/
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Blue Tiger, I love this. Thank you for adding this here. I have a more detailed reply I want to make, but for the moment this is a small idea of what I want to get to later. One more thing I want to say is that you are correct and I should have addressed the Singer’s Stew in the essay, but was fearing the word-count was making it too much of a whopper to read. But until I can get back, here is the gist of some followup ideas https://twitter.com/FattestLeech/status/1242924084750626821?s=20
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Thanks for the link!
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