Opening post by Lady Barbrey Dustin · #1
Every few years somebody swears they have the answer to this, and every few years it turns out they had a story instead.
The question, put plainly: why the seasons here are broken. My maester has a theory. My maester has fourteen theories.
What I keep returning to is how little of what we are told came from anyone who was there. It is all copies of copies, and each copy had a lord paying for the ink.
I expect to die not knowing, and I have made my peace with it.