Clary Found Herself Wondering If The Forsaken

You Bled On The Speaking Stars ...i Bet There's A Law Somewhere About That.

I’m Really Grateful To You For Saving Us, Maia, And Jace Is Too, Even Though He’s So Stubborn That He’d Rather Jam A Seraph Blade Through His Eyeball Than Say So. And Don’t You Say You Hope He Does,” She Added Hastily, Seeing The Look On The Other Girl’s Face, “because That’s Really Not Helpful.

Well, Then, Since You Say There Will Be Another Life For Me, Let Us Both Pray I Do Not Make As Colossal A Mess Of It As I Have This One.

A Mark That Spoke Of Loss Was Still A Mark, A Remembrance. You Could Not Lose Something You Never Had.

Without Conflict There Is No Plot, Without Hope There Is No Story