A Clash of Kings – Aftermath

A Clash of Kings – Aftermath

So many dead, so very many. Their corpses hung limply, their faces slack or stiff or swollen with gas, unrecognizable, hardly human. The garments the sisters took from them were decorated with black hearts, grey lions, dead flowers, and pale ghostly stags. Their armor was all dented and gashed, the chainmail riven, broken, slashed. Why did I kill them all? He had known once, but somehow he had forgotten.

A Clash of Kings Chapter 66 – Tyrion

In his sickbed, Tyrion dreams about the aftermath of the battle of Blackwater.

This is one of those ideas that jumped at me the instant I read the page. I’m not sure it is completely true to the text it is, but I’m really happy with it.