Bright star,โ Magnus said, and his eyes were thoughtful, as if he were remembering something, or someone. โThose of you who are mortal, you burn so fiercely. And you fiercer than most, Will. I will not ever forget you.โ.
Cassandra ClareWill closed his eyes. He could not hear Jem go, not anymore; he did not want to know the moment when he left and Will was alone, did now want to know when his first day as a Shawdowhunter without a parabatai truly began. And if the place over his heart, where his parabatai rune had been, flared up with a sudden burning pain as the door closed behind Jem, Will told himself it was only a stray ember from the fire.
Cassandra ClareHenry patted Charlotteโs shoulder anxiously. โWould you like a cool cloth? What can I do to help?โ โYou could ride up to Yorkshire and chop that old goatโs head off.โ Charlotte sounded mutinous. โWonโt that make things rather awkward with the Clave?โ asked Henry. โTheyโre not generally very receptive about, you know, beheadings and things.
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