The most striking visuals in Game of Thrones are of the north: tiny black flecks in fields of white, labouring slowly, painfully into the unfeeling deep; the quiet cracking of the ice; the bright blindness of the sudden storm, the shadows grey and muffled against the shifting silver walls; the cold, tight skin; the steam of breath mingled with the sharp air; the hard lungs in the dense, wet silence...
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