Take my hands,” Alec said. “And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to— to keep yourself going.
Cassandra ClareVampires, fey folk, werewolves, Shadowhunters, and demons - these things made sense to Magnus. But the mundane world - it seemed to have no pattern, no form. Their quicksilver politics. Their short lives.
Cassandra ClareMagnus glanced at Alec and raised his eyebrows "Boo", he said. Jace was grinning. "Come on,surely you've got a phobia or two. What scares you?" Alec thought for a moment. "Spiders," he said. Clary turned to Luke. "Have you got a spider anywhere?" Luke looked exasperated. "Why would I have a spider? Do I look like someone who would collect them?" No offense," Jace said, "but you kind of do.
Cassandra ClareIt's love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don't have to treat everything like it's a last stand.
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