/ Johanna Harmon, artwork title unknown / GRRM, Fire and Blood / Benioff & Weiss, Game of Thrones / Hodges, The Musketeers / King James Bible, Isaiah 31:13 / Francisco de Zurbarán, Agnus Dei / Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa / unknown / Louise Glück, Stars / Benioff & Weiss, Game of Thrones / unknown /
tbh i might make another of these with messiah/biblical imagery for netty later - ever since i saw @richardsthirdnipple mention it its been rattling around in my head nonstop. like nettles and daemon's last night together in maidenpool is so the last supper coded. she's literally associated with sheep just like jc is. the catholic school info is all coming right back
'Magister Illyrio murmured a command, and four burly slaves hurried forward, bearing between them a great cedar chest bound in bronze. When she opened it, she found piles of the finest velvets and damasks the Free Cities could produce . . . and resting on top, nestled in the soft cloth, three huge eggs. Dany gasped. They were the most beautiful things she had ever seen, each different than the others, patterned in such rich colors that at first she thought they were crusted with jewels, and so large it took both of her hands to hold one. She lifted it delicately, expecting that it would be made of some fine porcelain or delicate enamel, or even blown glass, but it was much heavier than that, as if it were all of solid stone. The surface of the shell was covered with tiny scales, and as she turned the egg between her fingers, they shimmered like polished metal in the light of the setting sun. One egg was a deep green, with burnished bronze flecks that came and went depending on how Dany turned it. Another was pale cream streaked with gold. The last was black, as black as a midnight sea, yet alive with scarlet ripples and swirls.
"What are they?" she asked, her voice hushed and full of wonder.
"Dragon's eggs, from the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai," said Magister Illyrio. "The eons have turned them to stone, yet still they burn bright with beauty."