Isabelle," she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, "your loyalty to your friend is understandable --" "He's not my friend." Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. "He's my brother.
Cassandra ClareDo you miss Wales?โ Tessa inquired. Will shrugged lightly. โWhatโs to miss? Sheep and singing,โ he said. โAnd the ridiculous language. Fe hoffwn i fod mor feddw, fyddai ddim yn cofio fy enw.โ โWhat does that mean?โ โIt means โI wish to get so drunk I no longer remember my own name,โ Quite useful.
Cassandra ClareBlue does not go with everything," Will told her. "It does not go with red, for instance." "I have a red and blue striped waistcoat," Henry interjected, reaching for the peas. "And if that isn't proof that those two colors should never be seen together under Heaven, I don't know what is.
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