Opening post by Ser Bonifer Hasty · #1
My maester tells me I raise this too often. My maester is welcome to raise something better.
Strip the songs away and it comes to this: what the Faceless Men are really for. I think we have been asking the wrong question for a hundred years.
There is a version of this where the truth is dull — a bad decision, a bad winter, nobody's grand design — and I have never once heard anybody argue for it.
I expect to die not knowing, and I have made my peace with it.