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Gideon Nav packed her sword, her shoes, and her dirty magazines,
polymer and synthetic weave.
They would perform many a solemn and inane ritual in the lower recesses.
eighteen.
seventeen
gangbanged to death by skeletons.
each time he caught a cold he was swaddled and made to lie still until he got bedsores.
This was because they’d both been dead for years.
Weekend at Bernie’s!
She hadn’t been sad. If she’d been stuck being Harrow’s parents she would have done the same years ago.
I have lots of fealty in me. I fealt the Emperor with every bone in my body. I fealt hard.
Skeleton Analysis, and History of Some Blood, and Tomb Studies, and, like, lunchtime, and finally Double Bones with Doctor Skelebone. The most she could hope for was Swords, Swords II, and maybe Swords III.
a grinning death’s-head with a crop of incongruously red hair and a couple of zits.
necromantically uncharacteristic cleavage.
He had the eyes of a very beautiful person, trapped in resting bitch face.
electrical sockets.
“The arms kind of looked like swords. I want to fight it.”
She ended up lightly punting her necromancer on the shoulder but assumed that it was the thought that counted.
“Put it in the hole, Griddle.” “That’s what she said,” said Gideon,
Too much of this shit, and they’d end up friends.
thanergy
thalergy.”
“Under no circumstances will I ever desire your juice,
She stared with glassy eyes at Camilla the Sixth’s plate—Camilla, who had finished most of hers, rolled her eyes and pushed her leftovers to Gideon. This was an act for which she was fond of Camilla forever after.
Gideon, who had just eaten one and a quarter dinners, felt unbelievably unready for whatever was about to go down.
“You don’t talk like—how I thought you might talk,” said Isaac.
Gideon was taut with impatience, but still spent a couple of seconds grappling with the notion that the gawky teens in front of her would be facing the Empire’s foes at age fifteen-and-whatever. For all that she’d longed to be on the front lines from the age of eight up, it suddenly didn’t seem like such a great idea.
At least in the Ninth House, the way you usually went was pneumonia exacerbated by senility.
You inarguably caused it. But cause by itself is an empty concept.
“We both made decisions that led to bad things happening.”
if anyone had wanted to take them all out then and there it would have been as simple as shutting the door and letting them all asphyxiate on Naberius Tern’s pomade.
“Hm,” said Camilla neutrally, and Gideon knew immediately that she organised Palamedes’s and her socks by colour and genre.
“He say anything?” Gideon wavered. “He said to tell you he loved you,” she said. “What? No, he didn’t.” “Okay, no, sorry. He said—he said you knew what to do?”
thalergy—life force—
valancy says one flesh one end sounds like instructions for a sex toy. can’t stop thinking about that so can someone stop cris and alfred before the sex toy phrase catches on, thanks
