I’ve enjoyed The Game of Thrones series so far, and it’s made me feel things I’ve not had from a book ever.
There are times when I’ve been extremely sad, or very deeply warmed and touched, but there has not been once where I felt such dread in my heart. The dread is similar to impending doom, where I had when I forgot my homework as a student in school. Or in my national military service, when something was amiss and sure punishment was on it’s way. Not once I’ve ever felt that, even in horror books.
I felt deep dread in the Game of Thrones series. It’s the constant death of key characters, or characters I felt were key. But it’s just so drastic, and cleanly executed. I re-read some of these chapters twice, just to see if I missed anything to no avail. The characters died, and that’s just how life is.
In life, we’re going to just die. If we’re characters in a story, we might not be the main ones. We might be the side ones no one even cares to mention in their death and passing. One of the many numbers. It doesn’t mean it won’t shock your family though, or the ones who count you precious to their life.
I truly look forward to Christianity because of this assurance of the future. It’s something I rest assured with. Might be a cop out of sorts, but I am more than happy with how God has led my life so far, and I will continue to follow Him because of His constant providence in my life.
I dread death of characters, but I don’t dread my own death. Not now at least.
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