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canbebrave) wrote2019-03-03 09:26 pm
canbebrave) wrote2019-03-03 09:26 pm
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Welcome to Winterfell.
Or at second examination-- not. The section of the courtyard that Sansa’s private liminal space takes up is mostly surrounded by castle walls, and towers can be seen in the distance, but the scale is all wrong. It’s all visual trickery- giving the feeling that you’re standing amongst a great castle, even when things are smaller than they seem. The rest of Winterfell can be seen in the distance, and further on, Wintertown- but the walls block any way out of the courtyard that might lead there. Anyone who has glanced into Sansa’s memory might notice the inaccuracies here. There are a few doorways and paths out of the courtyard, however- though the doors don’t always lead to the correct places you’d expect.
Following the pathway through the only open arch in the wall will lead to a miniature godswood. This area is mainly occupied by a massive white weirwood tree, a weeping face carved into the trunk. Slightly beyond this lay one of Winterfell’s many hotsprings- the only one accessible through this space. The sky is hidden under a canopy of trees here.
The largest iron and oak door leads to one of two places- either the miniature sept of Winterfell that Sansa had previously kept as her own private liminal space, or the great hall of Winterfell. The Great Hall is too smaller than it should be- but the use of larger bricks at eye level, and smaller ones as the walls move higher give the impression that the room is larger than it actually is. It certainly doesn’t seat the five hundred people that the real hall can- instead, there are only three tables, the benches only long enough to seat four people each. The furthest table sits slightly raised above the others, the Stark Banner hanging proudly above it. Other banners adorn the walls with various Northern and Southern houses alike, and the hall is lit by candlelight.
The Sept is a much smaller version of the already small display in the real Winterfell- a septagon, each wall set with a statue of each of The Seven, Sansa’s mother’s gods. The ground is inlaid with differently colored brick to form the seven-pointed star, and a fire burns in the center of the room. Candles are scattered at the feet of the various gods- though The Stranger and The Mother have the most burned out candles at their feet.
A rounded tower holds a stairwell that leads either up, or down, underneath Winterfell.
Going up will typically lead to Sansa Stark’s bedroom, as she left it before leaving for King’s Landing. There are neatly stacked books of poetry and songs on the desk and a half-written correspondence with Princess Myrcella Baratheon. There are carefully stitched masterpieces throughout the room, and a shelf that holds a row of dolls that don’t look they have been touched in quite a while. Then more books of songs, a bed heaped with soft furs, and a modest wardrobe stuffed with handmade dresses. The view from the window shows a different part of Winterfell, one that doesn’t make sense from where its position should logically be.
Going down will take you to the crypts of Winterfell. It’s pitch black down there, but a torch is set at the foot of the stairs should anyone want to wander further. The full crypts are not down there- but the stony graves of Sansa’s immediate family are down there. Each bears a stone statue, and in-between Robb and Arya’s statues, there’s one for her- though the lid’s missing from that one, since it’s empty.
Or at second examination-- not. The section of the courtyard that Sansa’s private liminal space takes up is mostly surrounded by castle walls, and towers can be seen in the distance, but the scale is all wrong. It’s all visual trickery- giving the feeling that you’re standing amongst a great castle, even when things are smaller than they seem. The rest of Winterfell can be seen in the distance, and further on, Wintertown- but the walls block any way out of the courtyard that might lead there. Anyone who has glanced into Sansa’s memory might notice the inaccuracies here. There are a few doorways and paths out of the courtyard, however- though the doors don’t always lead to the correct places you’d expect.
Following the pathway through the only open arch in the wall will lead to a miniature godswood. This area is mainly occupied by a massive white weirwood tree, a weeping face carved into the trunk. Slightly beyond this lay one of Winterfell’s many hotsprings- the only one accessible through this space. The sky is hidden under a canopy of trees here.
The largest iron and oak door leads to one of two places- either the miniature sept of Winterfell that Sansa had previously kept as her own private liminal space, or the great hall of Winterfell. The Great Hall is too smaller than it should be- but the use of larger bricks at eye level, and smaller ones as the walls move higher give the impression that the room is larger than it actually is. It certainly doesn’t seat the five hundred people that the real hall can- instead, there are only three tables, the benches only long enough to seat four people each. The furthest table sits slightly raised above the others, the Stark Banner hanging proudly above it. Other banners adorn the walls with various Northern and Southern houses alike, and the hall is lit by candlelight.
The Sept is a much smaller version of the already small display in the real Winterfell- a septagon, each wall set with a statue of each of The Seven, Sansa’s mother’s gods. The ground is inlaid with differently colored brick to form the seven-pointed star, and a fire burns in the center of the room. Candles are scattered at the feet of the various gods- though The Stranger and The Mother have the most burned out candles at their feet.
A rounded tower holds a stairwell that leads either up, or down, underneath Winterfell.
Going up will typically lead to Sansa Stark’s bedroom, as she left it before leaving for King’s Landing. There are neatly stacked books of poetry and songs on the desk and a half-written correspondence with Princess Myrcella Baratheon. There are carefully stitched masterpieces throughout the room, and a shelf that holds a row of dolls that don’t look they have been touched in quite a while. Then more books of songs, a bed heaped with soft furs, and a modest wardrobe stuffed with handmade dresses. The view from the window shows a different part of Winterfell, one that doesn’t make sense from where its position should logically be.
Going down will take you to the crypts of Winterfell. It’s pitch black down there, but a torch is set at the foot of the stairs should anyone want to wander further. The full crypts are not down there- but the stony graves of Sansa’s immediate family are down there. Each bears a stone statue, and in-between Robb and Arya’s statues, there’s one for her- though the lid’s missing from that one, since it’s empty.