I’ve spent most of my life in poverty. I don’t like Christmas terribly much because it just gives me childhood memories of being disappointed. Nowadays I sometimes feel like a monster because I can’t make myself be (or at least pretend to be) happy during Christmas.
Have you ever watched Dollhouse? Slightly similar theme and (unlike Firefly) it had two seasons that as best I can tell were aired in the proper order.
Game of Thrones was unsatisfactory enough that I refuse to try House of the Dragon, do a rewatch of GoT, and instead I’d rather slog through mediocre fanfiction that have anything to do with the televised products again.
Burn the land, boil the sea, you can’t take the sky from me….