In his dreams the river was still a flame and demons danced upon the waters with fiery

whips in their hands while men blackened and burned the heat of lash.

Mother have mercy Davos prayed, save me gentle mother, save us all.

My luck is gone and my sons.

He was weeping freely now, salt tears streaming down his cheeks.

The fire took it all, the fire.

Perhaps it was only wind blowing against the rock or the sound of the sea on the shore.

But for instant Davos see where it heard her answer.

You call the fire, she whispered.

Her voice is faint as the sound of waves in a seashell, sad and soft.

You burned us, burned us, burned us.

No, this episode isn't Miss Tartel, that's just another Davos quote that we'd like as a parallel

to Summer Hall.

It even refers to Davos' luck running out, the same of which could be said for Aegon the

fortunate, and it also known as Aegon the unlikely, also known as Aeg.

At this point he could be called Aegon the Unfortunate.

This could be how the ghost of Highheart feels, for example, or Jenny of old stones if she survived.

It's also a reminder of the salt and smoke associated with these well-known and off-overlaping

prophecies, the prince that was promised and age or a high, both of which carry significant

links to our topic today.

We won't cover those theories in their entirety though, our main focus is of course the aftermath

of Summer Hall.

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