Poor, poor Girlclumsy.
We all knew this moment was coming. Well, those of us who bothered to read the damn books did. The last two eps this year did manage to pull a few surprise names out of the culling hat - characters who didn't buy it in the print version of A Dance With Dragons. But they were no big deal.
I don't recall Stannis looking all that chipper by the end of the book. And I do wonder what will become of Ser Davos on the telly now that everyone in his whole story arc appears to be dead. Maybe he'll join the Watch?
Theon and Princess Grumpyface? I dont see how they can survive that drop from the walls of Winterfell unless it's into a very deep snow bank. Did you see a snow bank? I didn't see a snowbank. Just the same hard, frozen rocky ground that Junior Bolton's girlfriend assploded on at high speed a few moments earlier.
But of course the Westeros Celebrity Death all of the internet is losing its shit over (except for those of us who read the fucking books) was poor, poor Girlclumsy's Jon Snow. I predicted, to myself but it still counts, that she would begin her final recap this year with a heartfelt cry of, "Noooooo..."
And so she did.
In spite of one critic at The New York Times complaining that they saw no point in further emotional investment in this series (they say this every year) and blaming the TV producers for Snow's untimely demise, he went out on screen exactly the same way he went out on the page, and for the same reasons.
Of course, Melisandre has just turned up at the Wall, and she could turn him into a Snow Zombie next year. (See what I did there?) Even the books seemed just the tiniest bit vague on whether JS was actually dead after being running through with more steel than a Chinese railway building program. And there is Zombie Clegane back in King's Landing to ponder.
So perhaps poor, poor Girlclumsy will get lucky and Jon Snow will return as a purple veined shambler with orange-green eyes.
For those us reading the series before it, however, this episode is a crucial junction. From now on in, assuming Martin doesn't deliver a published hardback in the next 12 months, the TV arc and the book plots are untethered. Our smugness is over.