some of my favorite parts of htn are whenever harrow starts going on internal monologues about using necromancy and taz uses explicit sexual language to describe it. the two jumping out at me off the top of my head are harrow pouring “thalergy in with embarrassing torrents, a hot, shameless gush of it,” and like the whole arm scene but i especially love “you did not need to know so intimately the lover’s knot of carpal bones—the long tooth of her lunate, the jutting promontory of her trapezium—nor did you need to know the arch of the distal phalange, the shaft, the base.”
#almost like SOMEONE thinks harrow doing necromancy is hot#(it’s gideon) @give-every-lesbian-a-sword