thank you tamsyn muir for our lives

[Image description: A drawing of Harrow and Ianthe from The Locked Tomb. Ianthe smiles wickedly, grabbing Harrow’s face with her gold bone hand. Harrow’s eyes are half lidded, looking at Ianthe with tiredness or perhaps desire. They both seem to be speaking. There are close ups of each of their faces. The background is red and it casts light onto them. End description]

My favourite thing about Judith Deuteros is that she sincerely and without pomp believes herself to be the most competent and level headed person in the cast even though the only thing she's accomplished in 1400+ pages is getting mortally wounded while calling for help

Judith forgot the most important rule of all, which is that if you go to a remote repository of secret learning staffed only by tiny old men in robes who look like they could be taken out by a stiff breeze, those tiny old men can kill twenty people with like, a single eyelash.

[Image description: A comic strip featuring Harrow and Gideon from The Locked Tomb. Harrow holds up a key and says, "Look" to Gideon. Harrow frowns, puzzled. Gideon looks directly into her eyes, equally confused. Harrow says, "At the key, moron, not at me." Gideon focuses. End description]

[Image description: Digital art of Alecto from The Locked Tomb. It is dark. She stands at the center of an archway, walking on water. She has ankle length hair and wears a slip dress. She holds a large sword in one hand. Her hands and mouth are stained with blood. The golden eye uncovered by her hair stares ravenously at the viewer. Varun, appearing as a glowing blue orb in the sky, is behind her. End description]