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Thinking about this illustration by Marc Fishman from the cover of the limited-edition release of A Dance with Dragons, featuring Jon with Daenerys watching over him in the sky and I will never get tired of this particular imagery associated with them:
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“A trader from Qarth once told me that dragons came from the moon,” blond Doreah said as she warmed a towel over the fire.
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Silvery-wet hair tumbled across her eyes as Dany turned her head, curious. “The moon?”
“He told me the moon was an egg, Khaleesi,” the Lysene girl said. “Once there were two moons in the sky, but one wandered too close to the sun and cracked from the heat. A thousand thousand dragons poured forth, and drank the fire of the sun. That is why dragons breathe flame. One day the other moon will kiss the sun too, and then it will crack and the dragons will return.” — Daenerys III, AGOT.
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She dreamed. All her cares fell away from her, and all her pains as well, and she seemed to float upward into the sky. She was flying once again, spinning, laughing, dancing, as the stars wheeled around her and whispered secrets in her ear. — Daenerys X, ADWD.
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I loved a maid as fair as summer with sunlight in her hair.
I loved a maid as red as autumn with sunset in her hair.
I loved a maid as white as winter with moonglow in her hair.
Guys! Guys, she is the MOON!
The white wolf raced through a black wood, beneath a pale cliff as tall as the sky. The moon ran with him, slipping through a tangle of bare branches overhead, across the starry sky.
“Snow,” the moon murmured.
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“Snow,” the moon called down again, cackling. — Jon I, ADWD.
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You should look behind you, Lord Snow. The moon has kissed you and etched your shadow upon the ice twenty feet tall. — Jon VI, ADWD.
And he is the WOLF! He is the white wolf and she is the moon in the sky and the moon is WATCHING over him, CALLING for him, KISSING him!
Say whatever you want about GRRM but don’t ever say he is not a romantic at heart and a sucker for beautiful symbolism.