“The flames guttered around Abigail Pent (…) in that blazing blue corona her eyes were dark and liquid and—feral. The House of the Fifth always skinned itself over with such airs of civilisation, with so many manners and niceties, but they were spirit-talkers, and speakers to the dead. And the dead were savage.”
the gideon and camilla friendship is something that is so personal to me
[Image ID: Camilla, holding a knife in each hand: Ninth, I’m ambidextrous. Gideon, pushing up her aviators to look at Cam: That’s what up bro love who you love./end ID]
“The only thing that ever stopped me being exactly who I wanted, was the worry that I would soon be dead… and now I am dead, Reverend Daughter, and I am sick of roses, and I am horny for revenge.”
[ID: Dulcinea is facing the viewer with a thorny red vine curling around her body and her hand. She has cropped curly brown hair and large blue eyes. There are faded greenish roses behind her, and there is blood around her nose and mouth. /end ID]
