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Christopher Catesby Harington (born 26 December 1986), known professionally as Kit Harington, is an English actor. He is best known for his role as Jon Snow in the HBO fantasy television series Game of Thrones (2011–2019), for which he received a Golden Globe nomination and two nominations for Primetime Emmy Awards and Critics' Choice Television Awards. A graduate of the Royal Central School of Speech & Drama, Harington made his professional acting debut in 2009 with the lead role of Albert Narracott in the West End play War Horse. He has since returned to the West End, taking roles in productions of The Children's Monologues (2015), The Vote (2015), Doctor Faustus (2016), and True West (2018–2019). He portrayed the titular role in the revival of William Shakespeare's Henry V (2022). He starred in the London transfer of the Jeremy O. Harris play Slave Play (2024). He developed, produced, and starred as Robert Catesby in the 2017 BBC drama series Gunpowder. He has also acted in the Amazon Prime Video romantic comedy anthology series Modern Love (2021), the Apple TV+ anthology series Extrapolations (2023), and the HBO/BBC One drama series Industry (2024). He has acted in films such as the historical action drama Pompeii (2014), the period drama Testament of Youth (2014), and the drama The Death and Life of John F. Donovan (2018). He portrayed Dane Whitman in the Marvel Cinematic Universe film Eternals (2021). He voiced Eret, a dragon hunter in the second and third films of the How to Train Your Dragon film series (2014–2019). Description above from the Wikipedia article Kit Harington, licensed under CC-BY-SA, full list of contributors on Wikipedia.
From Davin to the Eternity Gate, this is the Heresy as it should have been—five to six serialized, slow-burn seasons of pure, uncut catastrophe, not a lore anthology or Primarch power-scaling parade, but the Great Crusade’s golden promise rotting from within as the Warmaster takes the knife, the virus bombs eat loyalist lungs on Istvaan III, Prospero’s libraries burn under a brother’s axe, Calth’s sun dies in betrayal, Nuceria drowns in Angron’s ascension, Fulgrim perfects himself into damnation, Mortarion sells his sons for Nurgle’s embrace, Perturabo grinds the Fists into spiteful dust, and the Khan rides alone toward a father who never deserved him—then the Siege, Dorn’s walls cracking, Sanguinius’s wings broken on the Vengeful Spirit, the Emperor and Horus annihilating each other’s souls in a room full of dead dreams, and the Imperium hauled onto the Throne not as victory but as a corpse that will never be allowed to die; this is the tragedy not of good versus evil but of love too late, truth too heavy, and loyalty repaid in ash, where every brother’s bond becomes a wound, every honor is buried in black sand, and the only ending is the slow, grinding realization that the golden age was already dead the moment the Emperor stopped being a father and started being a god.
