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“...Was it really only last night that the kitchen floor writhed with cicadas poring forth from St. John’s ruined, rotted body? Only last night that I sank my hands deep into his soil and felt worms and spiders envelop me?”

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Can't believe they just had a threesome and now one of them wants to go back to work wth

“I scoop the maggot back into his eye socket...”

I can't get over how he's a literal grave 🪦

“When you pulled away you wore a crown of moths, of leeches, of beetles and cockroaches—a whole cape of them. And holding my face, you said, ‘Let us in.’ And just before I woke, you dove into my body—I felt you in my body, Irene. I felt your body, your whole body, inside me, right under my skin, like we were one—like you were attached to me—like we were one book—”

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‘“I ate him,” she says at last. “I unhinged my jaw and I ate him, Irene.”’

I love Gothic fiction but sometimes I can't with this shit lmao

“And like the great pythons I have heard exist in Burma, I drop my jaw farther, bone uncoupled from bone, tongue rolling forward, teeth wide enough to swallow him headfirst.”

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“...In this way I tracked down the necromancers who survived the loss of the Crypt, old friends and strangers alike, and I taught them the abbot’s spell to renew my flesh, and I lived alongside them until they died. Then I turned them into books, and I guarded those books with my rotten, wretched life.”

You know what? Hell yeah

‘“Christ was a necromancer,” I said, with the sword still inside me.’

Wait hold on let him cook

“I will spend every moment of my eternity making certain you both regret boiling me alive from the inside.”

Eww what

‘“It’s only meat, Irene!” he says. “If I have to go to every butcher in London, I’ll do it! You would give up on her so easily?”’

Idk man