"Egg, I dreamed I was old." Breaks my heart whenever I think of it.
In terms of atmosphere, I think the only real successes in Dance
are the later Theon and Asha chapters, when winter has set in and both Stannis' camp and Winterfell are closed off, paranoid, and riven by internal conflicts. Gorgeous stuff, really, and one reason I'm looking forward to what winter will do to the tone of the southern plotline in the remaining books.