# Harrow the Ninth ![rw-book-cover](https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/81sb8os2uxL._SY160.jpg) Author:: Tamsyn Muir ## AI-Generated Summary None ## Highlights > Then everything changed, abruptly, forever. Harrowhark fell in love. “Falling” was not the right term, precisely. It was a long process. She more correctly climbed down into love, picked its locks, opened its gates, and breached its inner chamber. ([Location 642](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B07WYSGHC7&location=642)) > But Harrowhark—Harrow, who was two hundred dead children; Harrow, who loved something that had not been alive for ten thousand years—Harrowhark Nonagesimus had always so badly wanted to live. She had cost too much to die. ([Location 675](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B07WYSGHC7&location=675))