e.g. staying by Quentyn's bedside and comforting him after everyone else had left)

Er.. I think you mean Tatters?

Shhh, you'll blow the whole deal.

I feel this great offhand comment by Katie got lost on the pod itself, so I decided to commemorate it here:

That was great! Definitely one of my favorite episodes of APOIAF so far. I loved the discussion, not just the visions themselves, but of how horrifying and surreal the writing in the chapter was. It was almost Lovecraftian, like being exposed to the true workings of the world could drive a person insane (currents of fate and death, etc.).

I really like the theory about Missandei being the traitor for love. It would have to be unwitting of course, since Missandei is so clearly a good person (e.g. staying by Quentyn's bedside and comforting him after everyone else had left).

Also, I thought the white lion running through the field might be Tyrion, since he is "shorter than a man". And the corpse smiling sadly might be Theon returning home (since he is often described as a corpse).

Dany raised the glass to her lips. The first sip tasted like ink and spoiled meat, foul, but when she swallowed it seemed to come to life within her. She could feel tendrils spreading through her chest, like fingers of fire coiling around her heart, and on her tongue was a taste like honey and anise and cream, like mother's milk and Drogo's seed, like red meat and hot blood and molten gold. It was all the tastes she had ever known, and none of them... and then the glass was empty.

It had a bitter taste, though not so bitter as acorn paste. The first spoonful was hardest to get down. He almost retched it right back up. The second tasted better. The third was almost sweet. The rest he spooned up eagerly. Why had he thought that it was bitter? It tasted of honey, of new-fallen snow, of pepper and cinnamon and the last kiss his mother ever gave him. The empty bowl slipped from his fingers and clattered on the cavern floor.

Katie, you mentioned this was a trope dating back to the Bible where a bunch of angels made a guy eat a book or something? I found that intriguing and confusing.

I kind of doubt the Undying have their own treenet though. The only explicitly magical thing in there I can think of is the pulsing heart and their "immortality." Is it implied that their longevity is derived from drinking shade of the evening? Do we know how Bloodraven prolonged his life? Eventually he had roots growing through him and all, I figured that sustained him.

I found Amin's idea that the magic of the warlocks is similar to the weirwoods interesting. The trees they make the shade of the evening from do grow on the premises of the House. And the consumption of weirwood paste and shade of the evening has almost identical effects, although the initial taste of weirwood paste isn't nearly as bad as that of SotE.
Katie, you mentioned this was a trope dating back to the Bible where a bunch of angels made a guy eat a book or something? I found that intriguing and confusing.

I kind of doubt the Undying have their own treenet though. The only explicitly magical thing in there I can think of is the pulsing heart and their "immortality." Is it implied that their longevity is derived from drinking shade of the evening? Do we know how Bloodraven prolonged his life? Eventually he had roots growing through him and all, I figured that sustained him.

I think this may either be what Summer sees after the sack of Winterfell or Jon Connington, with shadow/black fire/fyre.

But why y'all be hatin on my bro Victarion?

Yes if he's your 'bro', please, mount a defense! I'd love to see it.

I mean, we totally redeemed Quentyn right? RIGHT?? Poor guy.

Quentyn's a loser, but at least he's well meaning.

He just tried to do one great thing and he got bbq-ed for his trouble. Womp womp. He's not misogyny on legs. Though admittedly, the volcano arm is dumb cool.

I think it's cause he's one of the single worst human beings in ASoIaF, and that's saying something.