Remember the shriek that little Lord Umber let out last week, right after his ice-blue eyes snapped open and he reached his little wight-hands toward my beloved Tormund? You know, the shriek that made us all pee our pants? Right. That one. It's been haunting my dreams for the last few days. Honest-to-Gods, it's been … Continue reading Week Two: Chicken Pot Pie and Cream Puffs