Najlepši trenuci u PLIV-u

Пре пар месеци сам била отворила тему "Најодвратније сцене у ПЛИВ-у" па сад рекох да почнемо да пишемо о томе које су нам сцене биле најлепше (које су на нас оставиле снажан позитиван емотиван утисак или за које мислимо да су невероватно добро описане у смислу дескрипције ликова, дијалога, догађања, предела)... Можете и да да их цитирате ако имате књижице при руци.

And I will serve you to the last, my sweet lord, my poor lonely son, Cressen thought, for suddenly he saw the way. Ser Davos’s cup was before him, still half-full of sour red. He found a hard flake of crystal in his sleeve, held it tight between thumb and forefinger as he reached for the cup. Smooth motions, deft, I must not fumble now, he prayed, and the gods were kind. In the blink of an eye, his fingers were empty. His hands had not been so steady for years, nor half so fluid. Davos saw, but no one else, he was certain. Cup in hand, he rose to his feet. “Mayhaps I have been a fool. Lady Melisandre, will you share a cup of wine with me? A cup in honor of your god, your Lord of Light? A cup to toast his power?”

The red woman studied him. “If you wish.”

He could feel them all watching him. Davos clutched at him as he left the bench, catching his sleeve with the fingers that Lord Stannis had shortened. “What are you doing?” he whispered.

“A thing that must be done,” Maester Cressen answered, “for the sake of the realm, and the soul of my lord.” He shook off Davos’s hand, spilling a drop of wine on the rushes.

She met him beneath the high table with every man’s eyes upon them. But Cressen saw only her. Red silk, red eyes, the ruby red at her throat, red lips curled in a faint smile as she put her hand atop his own, around the cup. Her skin felt hot, feverish. “It is not too late to spill the wine, Maester.”

“No,” he whispered hoarsely. “No.”

“As you will.” Melisandre of Asshai took the cup from his hands and drank long and deep. There was only half a swallow of wine remaining when she offered it back to him. “And now you.”

His hands were shaking, but he made himself be strong. A maester of the Citadel must not be afraid. The wine was sour on his tongue. He let the empty cup drop from his fingers to shatter on the floor. “He does have power here, my lord,” the woman said. “And fire cleanses.” At her throat, the ruby shimmered redly.

Cressen tried to reply, but his words caught in his throat. His cough became a terrible thin whistle as he strained to suck in air. Iron fingers tightened round his neck. As he sank to his knees, still he shook his head, denying her, denying her power, denying her magic, denying her god. And the cowbells peeled in his antlers, singing fool, fool, fool while the red woman looked down on him in pity, the candle flames dancing in her red red eyes.

Dzrofri kako.krepaje... Deni kako rađa zmajeve po knjizi ne po seriji itd

+++ Оберине та је сцена стварно била упечатљива и невероватно добро описана!

Mel je uvek upečatljiva

“Maester,” said Lady Melisandre, her deep voice flavored with the music of the Jade Sea. “You ought take more care.” As ever, she wore red head to heel, a long loose gown of flowing silk as bright as fire, with dagged sleeves and deep slashes in the bodice that showed glimpses of a darker bloodred fabric beneath. Around her throat was a red gold choker tighter than any maester’s chain, ornamented with a single great ruby. Her hair was not the orange or strawberry color of common red-haired men, but a deep burnished copper that shone in the light of the torches. Even her eyes were red... but her skin was smooth and white, unblemished, pale as cream. Slender she was, graceful, taller than most knights, with full breasts and narrow waist and a heart-shaped face. Men’s eyes that once found her did not quickly look away, not even a maester’s eyes. Many called her beautiful. She was not beautiful. She was red, and terrible, and red.

Poglavlje kad Dzon otkifari glavu Dzenosu Slintu, narocito onaj deo kad ga spuste sa vesala i ovaj vice Dzonu znao sam da ne smes, jel znas ti bre ko sam ja, i tako dalje sve dok nije umukao jer je Dzon skinuo mac sa ledja i rekao donesite mi jedan panj

Znala sam da je Zim otvorila ovu temu kada sam videla naslov.
E, ta, Azore.

Crvena svadba.

I da, laknulo mi je kad su Igritine potrebe napokon bile zadovoljene. Uživala sam u svim onim njihovim scenama, kao da čitam "50 shades of grey".

Ma hajte ljudi šta ima ljepše od scene Džofri.krepaje, davi se, pruža ruku ka kučki majci...
E da jedina scena kad sam zavolio Stanisa je ona kad razbija Divljane kod Zida

Princ Regar ::Poglavlje kad Dzon otkifari glavu Dzenosu Slintu, narocito onaj deo kad ga spuste sa vesala i ovaj vice Dzonu znao sam da ne smes, jel znas ti bre ko sam ja, i tako dalje sve dok nije umukao jer je Dzon skinuo mac sa ledja i rekao donesite mi jedan panj

Sjajna scena ,a posle egzikucije razmena pogleda sa Stanisom i njegovo klimanje glavom (bio si dobar mali, ili sam ja to tako skontao).Znam da su mi se jako svideli opisi vodenih vrtova u dorni i crvene pomorandze...

1. Kada je Baristan napustio Kraljevu Luku sve vreme sam ga cekao da se pojavi ponovo, zato mi je trenutak kada sam saznao da je Arstan Belobradi zapravo Ser Baristan bio jako upecatljiv i obradovao sam se jer se on pojavljuje ponovo i to upravo kod Deneris. A upravo zbog toga sam se mnogo smorio kada sam video kako je to uradjeno u seriji...

2. Dzejmijevo oslobadjanje Tiriona...

3. Svi momenti u kojima Dzon i Arja pomisle jedno na drugo su po meni jako emotivni... ima ih nekoliko, sve onako usput, ali se bas oseca kako nedostaju jedno drugome...

4. A deo koji me je najvise odusevio je onaj u kom Doran Martel otkriva Arijani neke tajne, kao npr to da je ona bila obecana... tu se tek vidi koliko je Doran zajeban igrac...

Ket sa kanala ::Crvena svadba.

I da, laknulo mi je kad su Igritine potrebe napokon bile zadovoljene. Uživala sam u svim onim njihovim scenama, kao da čitam "50 shades of grey".

Opasna scena,slazem se

Radjanje zmajeva .

Kad Tirion udavi kučku varljivu i pošalje oca Bogu na istinu, a ovaj, silan i slavan umre posran u klozetu

видим да танка нит раздваја најодвратније од најлепших сцена у ПЛИВ-у

Imam par favorita:
1) Razgovor između Tiriona i Džona Snežnog
2) Obezglavljivanje Dženosa Slinta
3) Denerisina poseta Astraporu
4) Podjebavanje Freja od strane Menderlija
Kada se setim javljam se

Top ten

1. Edd, fetch me a block- I've never fangirled so hard in my life.
2. The red wedding- sad, terrible, intense.
3. Stick them with the pointy end-Brotherly love between Jon and Arya is always in my top 10.
4. The battle of Blackwater and Davos.
5. "The Wall is yours, Jon Snow"- Donal Noye like a boss, I loved him.
6. The King in the North!- I miss GreatJon Umber, I hope to know from him soon.
7. I think not, Greyjoy, this one is mine- Direpuppies are awesome!
8. Jon thinking how beautiful Val and Ghost looked together.
9. Bran/Summer saving Jon from the wildlings.
10. Theon hitting hardcore on his sister- this one was hilarious.

Crvena svadba, zaboravio sam da disem kad sam citao i meni naj trenutak, povratak Drogona. 
Puna arena, tragicno zavrsena borba, Belvasu nije dobro, vrucina i samo odjednom senka preko cele arene, a meni jeza preko celog tela.

Sećate li se Gareda, Vejmara Rojsa i Vila. Braća noćne straže, oni su likovi u prologu Igre prestola. Najbolja priča! A onda sam kraj iste knjige, nekoliko rečenica za istoriju.

Dok je Deneris Targarjen ustajala, njen crni zmaj zasikta, i bledi dim mu pokulja iz čeljusti i nozdrva. Druga dva joj pustiše grudi i pridružiše se njegovom zovu, providna krila se razviše i mahnuše vazduhom i, prvi put u mnogo stotina godina, noć ožive od pesme zmajeva.


Takođe Brijenine priče su mi jako zanimljive.Vitezovi lutalice, najveći car ser Krejton Longbou(jako sam razočaran zbog kratkog zadržavanja u knjizi) i njegov saputnik ser Ilifer Golja, Spretni Dik, obrednik Meribold, onda njene borbe sa Lakrdijašima...