d’un certain George R.R. Costanza

Robert Baratheon arrive à Westeros et yada yada yada tout le monde est mort. The end.

Zakath Nath a écrit :Feuilleter les parodies du Seigneur des Anneaux et de Harry Potter a été suffisamment édifiant pour moi, si c'est du même tonneau, et c'est probable, je passerai mon tour sans regret.

Merwin Tonnel a écrit :

d’un certain George R.R. Costanza

La question est de savoir si Ned Stark va être master of his domain et Cersei queen of the castle. :pN'empêche, pratique pour résumer les 7 tomes :

Robert Baratheon arrive à Westeros et yada yada yada tout le monde est mort. The end.

A PARODY OF THE BELOVED FANTASY DOORSTOP… ER, SAGA In the land of the Eight (or was it Six?) Kingdoms—where the seasons last as long as a series of bestselling Tolkien-esque novels—trouble is brewing. The mud is growing muddier, the onions are rotting, the Wall to the North (or is it the South?) is melting, and Lord Barker of Summerseve is getting worried. His wife is addicted to Godsweede, his King is too fat to fit into his armor, and the foreshadowing is out of control. All in all, not the position you want to be in when Summer is coming.From this world of outdoor fornication with horse-people (and indoor fornication with blood relatives) comes an epic story of novella proportions. Amid plots and counterplots, power-hungry warriors and overworked ravens, poor reception and no wireless, the future of the Barkers, their BFFs, and their enemies dangles in the balance, as each strives to survive long enough to appear in at least two of the sequels. “His teeth might be wooden, but his prose is not.”---J.R.R. Madison