Old Nan quite literally lives rent-free in every Stark child’s brain like the original Northern horror podcast. It’s hilarious because she wasn’t even trying to be scary that was just her bedtime routine. Other Westerosi kids got lullabies; the Stark kids got: “Once, my sweet summer child, the Others came and the sun died and everyone you love turned into ice-zombies anyway, sleep tight :)”
And the thing is… it sticks. Every single Stark kid, no matter where they are, no matter what trauma they’re experiencing, will suddenly remember one of her nightmare fables at the WORST possible moment.
She turned Winterfell into a place where the past is alive, where the Long Night is not a myth but a warning, where names like “the Last Hero” or “the Night’s King” sit in the back of your skull until the moment you realize maybe she wasn’t making anything up at all. Old Nan didn’t traumatize them accidentally she prepared them. In her own crooked, spooky way, she gave every Stark child the education they actually needed to survive the story they were about to enter.
