#im back mostly

[weepingar0]

gritting my teeth.. i need to figure out my Espio fast..

[jodstablet]

all the dead lie still

Chapter 3: Seven Days Before Gideon Nav’s Murder

This, unfortunately, had always been Harrow’s downfall. It also pissed Nav off to no end. It didn’t matter if they were in the churchyard, chasing each other with sticks or side-by-side in Latin thrice a week; Nonagesimus relentlessly pigeonholed Gideon into her preferred role: a stupid, brain-dead sack of woman-meat without agency. Harrow would never be caught dead giving Gideon’s brain credit where credit was due. If Nonagesimus had anything to do with it, said brain would have been splattered across St. Samael’s brickwork when they were eight.

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