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    "I remember the time you caught me telling her, I love you, and I can’t even remember what you said, but I remember that I had you on your back—I put you straight on the fucking ground. I was always so much bigger and so much stronger. I got on top of you and choked you till your eyes bugged out. I told you that my mother had probably loved me a lot more than yours loved you. You clawed my face so bad that my blood ran down your hands; my face was under your fucking fingernails. When I let you go you couldn’t even stand, you just crawled away and threw up. Were you ten, Harrow? Was I eleven?”

    “Was that the day you decided you wanted to die?”

    --Harrow the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

    Or Gideon and Harrow, between a small tragedy and a much larger one.

    Written for Whumptober Day 14 answering the prompt “Feed me poison, fill me ‘till I drown” and Day 19 “I’ll take one final step, all you have to do is make me.”

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