#harrow thinks

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Ianthe, love-my-sister, also-murder, Tridentarius.

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Kindness was a knife

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The other officer smiled a firm-jawed, long, crooked smile at her. Harrow was electrified by the fact that beneath the hastily-brushed crop of red hair those eyes were

"Absolutely Not," said Abigail, from beside her.

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You were always such a little bitch when you were angry.

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She would be your end, as surely as the hammer to the oxygen sealant machine of your childhood.

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Here lies the world's most insufferable witch.

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You were not a normal lyctor.