‘May Gods be with her without the presence of the Hound keeping an eye on her’
WAIT HOW DID I MISS THIS INTERVIEW
WHEN IT WAS ON MY DASH I THOUGHT IT WAS THE ONE HE DID BEFORE
SWEET SCOTTISH PRINCE RORYYYYYY
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That GRRM is the best screenwriter on staff.
That GRRM is the only writer who gives a shit about Sansa.
That GRRM is the only writer who can consistently write awesome female characters without becoming a either an unintentionally bleak parody of Strong Female Characters or a fucking Taylor Swift song.
That GRRM is the only writer who realizes that Littlefinger doesn’t have the power of teleportation.
That GRRM has a lot of Sandor Feels.
That GRRM is the only writer who both read the books and understood what they were about (and it wasn’t GIRLIE-GIRLS ARE STUPID or ROBB IS THE BEST KING THAT EVER KINGED or BROWN PEOPLE ARE EXPENDABLE or LET’S PLAY THESE COMMON FANTASY TROPES TOTALLY STRAIGHT).
That GRRM seriously has a lot of Sandor Feels. He just rolls around in piles of his Sandor Feels all day long and braids them into his beard.
THAT GRRM IS THE ONLY WRITER WHO GIVES A SHIT ABOUT SANSA.
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Drew some Sandors in the battle of me vs. inkwash
His armorer? The man who just sold him Stranger?What I’d like to know: Who is Sandor’s random groupie?
that’s what I was wondering. (his squire maybe?)
Ha! My sister emailed me about this while she was watching the episode: “Who was with the hound?? DID HE GET A FRIEND???”
I was thinking squire too, but the idea that he has a groupie, or literally only one friend (who isn’t a Stark girl) is amusing to me…
We have decided his name is Brad. Brad Lannister. Why so sullen, Brad?
Fine, it’s official. Sandor has one friend and his name is Brad, and Brad doesn’t complain when Sandor tells the same stories about growing up with Gregor all the time.
“And then Gregor set his pony on fire—”
“—while he was on it.”
“I WAS THE ONE TELLING THE STORY SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DRINK.”
No, little Brad. I wouldn’t hurt you
Also whenever people refer to Sandor as the Hound or dog…
BUT he been called hound is part of the character… He says a lot of times how he doesnt look like a Sir, that he is a hound. A men who just obey and doesnt care about the tourneys and others fluffy-sir-staff. He also tells about the others been like him, but not just show themselves like “a hound”
SPOILERS FOR A FEAST FOR CROWS (book 4)
Hmmm, I’m going to try to rephrase.
That’s very true! The persona is very important to the character! Yet, over the course of the series, the books refer to him less and less often as “the Hound” and more and more often as “Sandor Clegane,” as he makes the transition from non-sympathetic character to sympathetic character.
By the time A Feast for Crows rolls around, “the Hound” persona is abandoned by Sandor Clegane and taken up like a mantle by two other characters, the (horrible) Rorge and the (less horrible) Lem Lemoncloak. At that point in the series, Sandor is never referred to as “the Hound” except (if I remember correctly) by a few characters (like Jaime and Sansa) who are unaware of his transition away from that persona. The narration of the book itself never! calls Sandor Clegane “the Hound” after the Elder Brother makes his speech about the Hound being dead and Sandor Clegane being at peace.
This all happens very subtly and a lot of people understandably don’t care or notice it happening. So when I say it bothers me (only a little) that people call him “The Hound” after finishing the series, it’s only because I’m overly pedantic. It doesn’t bother me when people refer to him as The Hound in the earlier books, especially when they’re referring to that part of his persona.
But… from an emotional point of view, because I’m so attached to this character, I would rather call him by his real name and not by the name that he named himself in order to survive emotionally in a world where butchering children is a thing that is expected of him.
Basically, we have the character (Sandor Clegane) and we have a persona (the Hound) that is important, but decisively not inseparable from the character.
Some instinct made her lift her hand and cup his cheek with her fingers. The room was too dark for her to see him, but she could feel the stickiness of the blood, and a wetness that was not blood. “Little bird,” he said once more, his voice raw and harsh as steel on stone. Then he rose from the bed. Sansa heard cloth ripping, followed by the softer sound of retreating footsteps.
When she crawled out of bed, long moments later, she was alone. She found his cloak on the floor, twisted up tight, the white wool stained by blood and fire. The sky outside was darker by then, with only a few pale green ghosts dancing against the stars. A chill wind was blowing, banging the shutters. Sansa was cold. She shook out the torn cloak and huddled beneath it on the floor, shivering.
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