Jace knew he was being cruel, and he barely cared. Hurting people he loved was almost as good as hurting himself when he was in this kind of mood.
Cassandra Clareunfortunately, we're all out of bitter evange at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing
Cassandra Claretrying to read his face. It was like a book written in a foreign language she'd studied all too briefly.
Cassandra ClareWill nodded slowly, then looked up at tha black sky. "The stars", he said. "I have never seen them so bright. The wind has blown off the fog, I think." Magnus thought of the joy on Will's face as he had stood bleeding in Camille's living room, clutching the demon tooth in his hand. Somehow I don't think it's the stars that have changed.
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