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On your death, I will make the very blood in your body arrows and spears.
In dreaming you would return to your old bed back in the sanctuary of Drearburh—your childhood bed, getting a little bit short in the toes for you now.
“You don’t fear dying. You can tolerate pain. You are afraid that your life has incurred a debt that your death will not pay. You see death as a mistake.”
What fitting epitaph for your fragile bones? (Perhaps: Here lies the world’s most insufferable witch.)
It must have been traumatic to see his only cultivated personality trait co-opted by someone who looked like the hero of his very own epics.
Just believe me when I say that when I want Ortus to go, he’ll be giddy-gone.”
“I know you’re there,” he rasped. “Kill me all you like. I would know you in the blindness of my eyes … in the deafness of my ears … as a shadow smudged against the wall, annihilated by light … stop. Not here. Not now. Let it go, love. I just want the truth … after all this time.”
So I’m shut in here—walled in, really—to prevent the Nine Houses becoming none House, with left grief.”
She dug her hands into the mattress and she cried for Gideon Nav.
Harrowhark, I gave you my whole life and you didn’t even want it.
You didn’t have your original thumb and I’d touched your intestines, which is usually what, fourth date, but you were fine.
“Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes Gravity,” he recited, all in one breath. “Correct?”
The woman I was pretty sure was actually my mother—wearing the body of a woman I’d had a crush on, who in turn had been wearing the identity of a woman she’d murdered, until I fell on a spike so that my boss could kill her—craned her head around in her bonds.
