What are you? The voice came from nowhere. It was in the room. It was outside. It was in Magnus's head. "A warlock," Magnus answered. "And what are you?" We are many. "Please do not say you are a legion. Someone's taken that." Do you make mirth from mundane scriptures, warlock? "Just breaking the ice
Cassandra ClareYou know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.
Cassandra ClareHow can you not care?" "Practice," Magnus said, looking back to his book and turning the page.
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