I wouldn't call that an instrument of music," Ragnor observed sourly. "An instrument of torture, perhaps.
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Cassandra ClareIt's because you're too scared to tell anyone who you really love. Love makes us liars.
Cassandra ClareI am with you. I'm not going anywhere." "Is there anything special you want to see? Paris? Budapest? The Leaning Tower of Pisa?" Only if it falls on Sebastian's head, she thought. "Can we travel to Idris? I mean, I guess, can the apartment travel there?" "It can't get past the wards." His hand traced a path down her cheek. "You know,I really missed you." "You mean you haven't been going on romantic dates with Sebastian while you've been away from me?" "I tried", Jace said, "but no matter how liquored up you get him , he just won't put out.
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