Cecy, what are you doing here?" She took a step forward, then paused on the threshold, glancing down at her bare feet. โI could ask of you the same.โ โI like to talk to the horses at night. They make good company. And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.
Cassandra ClareDear God, woman,"said Will. "Are there any questions you don't want to know the answer to?
Cassandra ClareWhen Jace opened the greenhouse door, the scent hit Clary, soft as the padded blow of a cat's paw.
Cassandra ClareWhen I am in the darkness, I want to think of it in the light, with you," he said, and straightened, and turned to walk toward the door. The parchment robes of the Silent Brothers moved around him as he moved, and Tessa watched him, paralyzed, every pulse of her heart beating out the words she could not say: Good-bye. Good-bye. Good-bye.
Cassandra ClareBy the Angel," Jace said, looking the demon up and down. "I knew Greater Demons were meant to be ugly, but no one ever warned me about the smell." Abbadon opened its mouth and hissed. Inside its mouth were two rows of jagged glass-sharp teeth. "I'm not sure about this wind and howling darkness business," Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island?
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