[Needle]

Thanks Imp for starting this post. I for one only have a million or so thoughts on Mel!

Strange voices called to her from days long past. "Melony," she heard a woman cry. A man’s voice called, "Lot Seven." She was weeping, and her tears were flame. And still she drank it in.

She had to have been a slave at some point and really should still be. This is related to a question I have asked before (and got little response to!) ALL of the priests of Rhallor are slaves, yet someone is buying slaves to become priests! Can slaves buy slaves? Doubtful. So WHO is buying them and why?

Snowflakes swirled from a dark sky and ashes rose to meet them, the grey and the white whirling around each other as flaming arrows arced above a wooden wall and dead things shambled silent through the cold, beneath a great grey cliff where fires burned inside a hundred caves. Then the wind rose and the white mist came sweeping in, impossibly cold, and one by one the fires went out. Afterward only the skulls remained.

I felt this passage was about Hardhome (is that right?) where the wildlings are in the caves with the old witch women.

A face took shape within the hearth. Stannis? she thought, for just a moment … but no, these were not his features. A wooden face, corpse white. Was this the enemy? A thousand red eyes floated in the rising flames. He sees me. Beside him, a boy with a wolf’s face threw back his head and howled.
The red priestess shuddered. Blood trickled down her thigh, black and smoking. The fire was inside her, an agony, an ecstasy, filling her, searing her, transforming her.

This is another I questioned recently. I just have to say I trust Bran a whole lot more than I do that Rhallor! I say Rhallor is up to something and it ain't good! So if the Others are connected to Bran and Bloodraven (and I am sure they are!) then the Others are not the big bad they have been made out to be.