Dana

“I intend to take on the habit myself! Cigarettes! On a space station! What a power play.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth

“Your greatest peace you found in that half-asleep, druglike state on the bed, holding your heartbeat low before the cold white stars, sick with a fury you kept forgetting existed and were corrupted by possessing. Around you, people would go back and forth, giving you the widest berth possible, ignoring you so entirely that at one point you were convinced you were dead. With that conviction, you had felt only intense relief.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Harrow the Ninth