Your friend's poetry is terrible," he said. Clary blinked, caught momentarily off guard. "What?" "I said his poetry was terrible. It sounds like he ate a dictionary and started vomiting up words at random.
Cassandra ClareIf there was an arrow speeding toward Will, I would be bound by oath to step in front of it.' 'Handy, that,' said Will.
Cassandra ClareVery well," Magnus said. "Let us pause for a moment and considerโOh, you have already run off Splendid.
Cassandra Clare