Rachel

“And over there—creative writing students.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

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― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

“He was as powerless as the dead, but with none of the relief of it. At every moment he knew, awfully, that he was still alive, and that while he was alive he had to keep going.”
― Shelley Parker-Chan, He Who Drowned the World

“Thanks for backing me up, my midnight hagette,” said Gideon, placing her back down. Harrow had not struggled, but gone limp, like a prey animal feigning death. She had the same glassy thousand-yard stare and stilled breathing. Gideon belatedly wished to be exploded, but reminded herself to act cool. “I appreciate it, my crepuscular queen. It was good. You were good.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth