And it burns, burns, burns…the ring of fire…the ring of fire…
The Night’s King isn’t impressed. He always preferred the Adam Lambert version anyway.
Meanwhile, Bran and the Three-Eyed Raven head back into Winterfell’s past and see Rickard Stark, for…reasons.
Summer’s last stand. He loses to winter.
The Three-Eyed Raven, blown to bits and blown away.
This cave shot of the wights in a 360-degree circle totally wigged me out.
Summer, the Three-Eyed Raven, and then Leaf. The body count was high even before the end. This was another massacre, like the one at Hardhome.
A massacre that claimed a victim across time and space.
Hold the door, Hodor. Hold the door.
Let Meera and Bran escape the best they can.
And in one time, Hodor dies.
And in the other, he is born.