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Questa discussione rappresenta il terzo capitolo di una trilogia iniziata con Arbor gold, il vino della menzogna e proseguita con Zaffiri, le gemme dei segreti.

 

Nei primi due thread avevamo osservato che il vino Arbor Gold e gli zaffiri sono elementi di un linguaggio in codice elaborato da GRRM indicanti la presenza di inganni e segreti all’interno della trama di ASOIAF. Non sono, però, gli unici dettagli: abbiamo accennato, per esempio, al fatto che l'Arbor Red è associato agli avvelenamenti e i cinghiali a cambiamenti politici (di questi argomenti magari potremo parlare meglio in un thread appendice).

 

In questa discussione esamineremo, invece, un caso più controverso, che non riguarda un oggetto bensì una città: Myr. Alcuni lettori di ASOIAF, infatti, hanno notato che il nome Myr, e persino la radice "myr-" e la desinenza "-myr" presente in alcune parole, è spesso collegato a situazioni sospette o personaggi loschi, che nascondono una doppia natura.

 

A differenza dell’Arbor Gold e degli zaffiri, queste “coincidenze” sono più frammentarie (tanto è vero che non sono riuscito a trovare un’unica discussione organica al riguardo sui forum anglofoni, ma diverse separate), tuttavia si può fare ugualmente un interessante lavoro di ricerca e riflessione:

 

 

Parte I – Situazioni connesse a Myr


 

A Game of Thrones

 

 

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"A wooden box, you say?" Catelyn said.

"Inside was a fine new lens for the observatory, from Myr by the look of it. The lenscrafters of Myr are without equal."

Ned frowned. He had little patience for this sort of thing, Catelyn knew. "A lens," he said. "What has that to do with me?"

 "I asked the same question," Maester Luwin said. "Clearly there was more to this than the seeming."

Under the heavy weight of her furs, Catelyn shivered. "A lens is an instrument to help us see."

"Indeed it is." He fingered the collar of his order; a heavy chain worn tight around the neck beneath his robe, each link forged from a different metal.Catelyn could feel dread stirring inside her once again.

"What is it that they would have us see more clearly?"

"The very thing I asked myself." Maester Luwin drew a tightly rolled paper out of his sleeve. "I found the true message concealed within a false bottom when I dismantled the box the lens had come in, but it is not for my eyes."

 

La lettera con cui Lysa comunica che Jon Arryn è stato assassinato è nascosta in una scatola con dentro una lente di Myr.

 

Da notare che Myr è famosa per le sue lenti e i suoi telescopi, ossia oggetti che aiutano le persone a vedere lontano: GRRM ha creato fin dall’inizio della saga ha stabilito un’associazione fra la parola Myr e il concetto di osservare le cose con attenzione, andando al di là delle apparenze superficiali.

 

 

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Turning a corner, they came upon a wine merchant offering thimble-sized cups of his wares to the passersby. "Sweet reds," he cried in fluent Dothraki, "I have sweet reds, from Lys and Volantis and the Arbor. Whites from Lys, Tyroshi pear brandy, firewine, pepperwine, the pale green nectars of Myr. Smokeberry browns and Andalish sours, I have them, I have them." He was a small man, slender and handsome, his flaxen hair curled and perfumed after the fashion of Lys. When Dany paused before his stall, he bowed low. "A taste for the khaleesi? I have a sweet red from Dorne, my lady, it sings of plums and cherries and rich dark oak. A cask, a cup, a swallow? One taste, and you will name your child after me."

 

Il mercante di vini che tenta di avvelenare Daenerys cita Myr.

 

 

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When she saw the guardsmen on the third pier, in grey woolen cloaks trimmed with white satin, her heart almost stopped in her chest. The sight of Winterfell's colors brought tears to her eyes. Behind them, a sleek three-banked trading galley rocked at her moorings. Arya could not read the name painted on the hull; the words were strange, Myrish, Braavosi, perhaps even High Valyrian. She grabbed a passing longshoreman by the sleeve. "Please," she said, "what ship is this?"

"She's the Wind Witch, out of Myr," the man said.

"She's still here," Arya blurted. The longshoreman gave her a queer look, shrugged, and walked away. Arya ran toward the pier. The Wind Witch was the ship Father had hired to take her home . . . still waiting! She'd imagined it had sailed ages ago.

Two of the guardsmen were dicing together while the third walked rounds, his hand on the pommel of his sword. Ashamed to let them see her crying like a baby, she stopped to rub at her eyes. Her eyes her eyes her eyes, why did . . .

Look with your eyes, she heard Syrio whisper.

Arya looked. She knew all of her father's men. The three in the grey cloaks were strangers.

 

Arya vede da lontano la Wind Witch, la nave che Ned aveva assoldato per portare le sorelle Stark a Nord, e soldati vestiti con i colori di Winterfell, ma quando si avvicina si rende conto che gli uomini non sono alfieri del padre ma rappresentano una trappola.

 

 

A Clash of Kings


 

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She would have been lost without Xaro. The gold that she had squandered to open the doors of the Hall of a Thousand Thrones was largely a product of the merchant's generosity and quick wits. As the rumor of living dragons had spread through the east, ever more seekers had come to learn if the tale was true—and Xaro Xhoan Daxos saw to it that the great and the humble alike offered some token to the Mother of Dragons.

 

The trickle he started soon swelled to a flood. Trader captains brought lace from Myr, chests of saffron from Yi Ti, amber and dragonglass out of Asshai. Merchants offered bags of coin, silversmiths rings and chains. Pipers piped for her, tumblers tumbled, and jugglers juggled, while dyers draped her in colors she had never known existed. A pair of Jogos Nhai presented her with one of their striped zorses, black and white and fierce. A widow brought the dried corpse of her husband, covered with a crust of silvered leaves; such remnants were believed to have great power, especially if the deceased had been a sorcerer, as this one had. And the Tourmaline Brotherhood pressed on her a crown wrought in the shape of a three-headed dragon; the coils were yellow gold, the wings silver, the heads carved from jade, ivory, and onyx.

 

The crown was the only offering she'd kept. The rest she sold, to gather the wealth she had wasted on the Pureborn. Xaro would have sold the crown too—the Thirteen would see that she had a much finer one, he swore—but Dany forbade it. "Viserys sold my mother's crown, and men called him a beggar. I shall keep this one, so men will call me a queen." And so she did, though the weight of it made her neck ache.

 

Daenerys tenta inutilmente di ingraziarsi i Pureborn di Qarth con l’aiuto di Xaro Xhoan Daxos, ma lo stesso mercante la sta in realtà manipolando, offrendosi di sposarla per avere il controllo sui suoi draghi.


 

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"One day at Myr, a certain man came to our folly. After the performance, he made an offer for me that my master found too tempting to refuse. I was in terror. I feared the man meant to use me as I had heard men used small boys, but in truth the only part of me he had need of was my manhood. He gave me a potion that made me powerless to move or speak, yet did nothing to dull my senses. With a long hooked blade, he sliced me root and stem, chanting all the while. I watched him burn my manly parts on a brazier. The flames turned blue, and I heard a voice answer his call, though I did not understand the words they spoke. 

 

"The mummers had sailed by the time he was done with me. Once I had served his purpose, the man had no further interest in me, so he put me out. When I asked him what I should do now, he answered that he supposed I should die. To spite him, I resolved to live. I begged, I stole, and I sold what parts of my body still remained to me. Soon I was as good a thief as any in Myr, and when I was older I learned that often the contents of a man's letters are more valuable than the contents of his purse.

 

L’evirazione di Varys a scopo sacrificale accaduta a Myr è considerata uno degli indizi del fatto che l’eunuco ha segretamente sangue Targaryen e/o Blackfyre nelle vene. Myr è inoltre la città dove il misterioso Varys ha imparato i segreti del suo mestiere di “trafficante di informazioni”.

 

 

A Feast for Crows


 

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"How would I know? There could be a hundred reasons."

"Or one. Are you aware that the Golden Company has broken its contract with Myr?"

"Sellswords break their contracts all the time."

"Not the Golden Company. Our word is good as gold has been their boast since the days of Bittersteel. Myr is on the point of war with Lys and Tyrosh. Why break a contract that offered them the prospect of good wages and good plunder?”

 

La strana rottura del contratto della Compagnia Dorata con Myr è uno degli elementi alla base del Complotto Blackfyre.


 

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At the east end of the harbor they finally found shelter for the night, aboard a storm-wracked trading galley called the Lady of Myr. She was listing badly, having lost her mast and half her crew in a storm, but her master did not have the coin he needed to refit her, so he was glad to take a few pennies from Brienne and allow her and Pod to share an empty cabin.

 

Questo passaggio non è chiaro: forse si riferisce al fatto che il giorno dopo Brienne scopre che le voci su sul coinvolgimento della Fratellanza Senza Vessilli nel Massacro di Saltpans sono artatamente diffuse da Randyll Tarly oppure in generale ai misteri connessi alla spedizione di Brienne verso l’Isola Quieta (di cui abbiamo parlato nel thread su Shadrich, Morgarth e Byron).


 

A Dance With Dragons

 

 

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They rode the winch lift back to the ground. The wind was gusting, cold as the breath of the ice dragon in the tales Old Nan had told when Jon was a boy. The heavy cage was swaying. From time to time it scraped against the Wall, starting small crystalline showers of ice that sparkled in the sunlight as they fell, like shards of broken glass.

Glass, Jon mused, might be of use here. Castle Black needs its own glass gardens, like the ones at Winterfell. We could grow vegetables even in the deep of winter. The best glass came from Myr, but a good clear pane was worth its weight in spice, and green and yellow glass would not work as well. What we need is gold. With enough coin, we could buy 'prentice glassblowers and glaziers in Myr, bring them north, offer them their freedom for teaching their art to some of our recruits. That would be the way to go about it. If we had the gold. Which we do not.

 

Anche qui non è chiaro il senso della citazione a Myr: il parallelismo con Winterfell, caduta in mano prima ai Greyjoy e poi ai Bolton a seguito di un doppio tradimento, potrebbe essere un presagio della futura cospirazione ai danni di Jon.


 

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This time it was a Myrish cog named Dove, on her way to Yunkai by way of New Ghis with a cargo of carpets, sweet green wines, and Myrish lace. Her captain owned a Myrish eye that made far-off things look close—two glass lenses in a series of brass tubes, cunningly wrought so that each section slid into the next, until the eye was no longer than a dirk. Victarion claimed that treasure for himself. The cog he renamed Shrike. Her crew would be kept for ransom, the captain decreed. They were neither slaves nor slavers, but free Myrmen and seasoned sailors. Such men were worth good coin. Sailing out of Myr, the Dove brought them no fresh news of Meereen or Daenerys, only stale reports of Dothraki horsemen along the Rhoyne, the Golden Company upon the march, and others things Victarion already knew.

 

Victarion cattura una nave di Myr di nome Dove (Colomba, uccello “pacifico”) e le cambia nome in Shrike (Averla, uccello “cacciatore”): in questo caso abbiamo un mutamento di identità, il che è in linea con il concetto di “doppiezza” rappresentato da Myr.


 

Parte II – Personaggi e oggetti connessi a Myr


 

Tralasciando il già citato Varys e i vari personaggi di Myr senza la città di appartenenza nel nome (come lo spregiudicato Craghas “Crabfeeder” Drahar) abbiamo:

 

 

Myrcella Baratheon: ufficialmente figlia di Robert Bratheon e Cersei Lannister, in realtà è frutto di un incesto tra Cersei e suo fratello Jaime. Inoltre la ragazza è coinvolta nelle cospirazioni dorniane.
 

 

Thoros di Myr: prete rosso ubriacone e disilluso che all’improvviso si scopre dotato del potere di far resuscitare i morti, un personaggio dalla sorprendente natura “doppia”.
 

 

Myraham: la nave che porta Theon a Pyke durante la missione in cui il Greyjoy cerca l’alleanza degli Ironborn per conto di Robb Stark. Già il tradimento di Theon sarebbe sufficiente ai fini della discussione, ma a ciò va aggiunto il fatto che la nave e il suo capitano hanno un ruolo segreto nelle vicende collegate al testamento di Robb (ne parleremo in futuro).
 

 

Taena di Myr: nota anche come Taena Merryweather, è una spia dei Tyrell che fa il doppio gioco per Cersei e il triplo gioco per qualcun altro (a mio parere Littlefinger); forse è il personaggio di Myr più infido in assoluto.

 

 

Myranda Royce: amica di Alayne Stone nella Valle, potrebbe aver intuito che la presunta figlia di Littlefinger è in realtà Sansa Stark. Fra l’altro, era stata una possibile moglie per Harrold Hardyng, proprio come Alayne. La Royce potrebbe riservare delle sorprese in futuro.

 

 

Serala di Myr: nota come il Serpente di Pizzo, era la moglie di Denys Darklyn ed era considerata la maligna ispiratrice della Rivolta di Duskendale, anche se questa potrebbe essere in realtà una calunnia.
 

 

Varamyr Sixskins: personaggio dalla natura multipla sia nel nome (si chiamava Lump in origine), sia per quanto riguarda i suoi poteri metamorfici, che utilizza in modo “abominevole”.

 

 

Myrtle: una delle lavandaie del bardo Abel, alias una delle sanguinarie mogli di lancia di Mance Rayder.

 

 

Myrielle Peake: figlia di Unwin Peake, il losco reggente di Aegon III; il padre provò a darla in moglie al re, ma il fallimento di questa iniziativa portò a eventi come il tentato avvelenamento di Daenaera Velaryon e l’Assedio Segreto.

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Ho scordato la citazione da A Storm of Swords:

 

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The bride was lovely in ivory silk and Myrish lace, her skirts decorated with floral patterns picked out in seed pearls. As Renly's widow, she might have worn the Baratheon colors, gold and black, yet she came to them a Tyrell, in a maiden's cloak made of a hundred cloth-of-gold roses sewn to green velvet. He wondered if she really was a maiden. Not that Joffrey is like to know the difference.

 

Margaery Tyrell indossa pizzo di Myr quando si sposa con Joffrey Baratheon, e come sappiamo il re viene avvelenato proprio dai Tyrell (Margaery era probabilmente a conoscenza del piano di Olenna).

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