He held her close enough to kiss, close enough to whisper the most important secrets in the world, and he spoke to her as he would have wanted some good angel to speak to his family, to his own shivering young soul, long ago and in a land far away.
Cassandra ClareI am not a certified idiotโ" "Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence," Will muttered.
Cassandra Clarethe [coat] rack above his head like a javelin. On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack?" Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. "If you'd been a vampire, this would have been a lot more useful." "Yes," said Jace. "Or, you know, just someone with a lot of coats.
Cassandra ClareSimon!โ The voice was Claryโs. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it up now, a sense memory of what heโd most loved during life to carry him through the process of death. โSimon, you stupid idiot! Iโm over here! At the window!โ Simon jumped to his feet. He doubted his mind would conjure that up.
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