Jace reached up to unzip his jacket. Simon-I dont care how hungry I am, I am not going to drink your blood again. Jace-Like I would let you.
Cassandra ClareI do not understand how you humans can walk in shoes that are that tall.โ โIts my motto,โ said Isabelle, with a sultry smile. โNothing less than seven inches.
Cassandra ClareThe witchlight made his skin paler, his eyes more intently blue. They were the color of the water in the North Atlantic, where the ice drifted on its blue-black surface like the snow clinging to the dark glass pane of a window.
Cassandra ClareThis was Jace being brave. Simon thought, brave and snarky because he thought Lilith was going to kill him, and that was the way he wanted to go, unafraid and on his feet. Like a warrior. The way Shadowhunters did. His death song would always be this-jokes and snideness and pretend arrogance, and that look in his eyes that said 'I'm better than you'. Simon just hadn't realized it before.
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