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“and the end-pommel!-was a soft, worn knob of black-dyed bone.”

Hi 🩷

“Beloved, what were my eyes like?”

“she asked me not to tell you.”

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“…once you turn your back on something, you have no more right to act as though you own it.”

“She was also obsessed with what might lie beneath the River and, though this was a touch hypocritical coming from you but never mind, a fucking crank.”

Hi, Gideon. I miss you 😭 This was also what made me decide I wanted to start writing down my thoughts. The pieces of Gideon are brilliant and I wanted to notate them. Also, I simply can’t tell if Ianthe and Harrow are fucking or not. There are hints?

“Despite the fact that you had said not being cocked at all…”

I love pieces of her. God, i miss her so bad.

“…you loved God like you weren’t even sure what, you had loved so seldom.”
Can’t remember if I have written this down yet, but I have a theory. I think the love she feels for The Body is misdirected. She can’t remember Gideon, she remembers that she loves. I think that’s why she loves The body. That doesn’t have a lot to do with this quote, but I think it’s cute that G makes the point to say this.

“is this how it happens?” it said.

Her brain is starting to slowly break.

“…toddler with a painted face and very red hair lay dead beside your knee and for some reason it was this that destroyed you…”

Gideon is haunting her. Poor Harrow.

"...the mesh nest that formed around the handle unadorned and uncomplicated, no decoration other than a white knob at the very end of the-you didn't know the exact technical word. It was a pommel though."

God, I love this so much. The fact that Harrow doesn't know the technical terms for weapons, but Gideon does. Truly brilliant.