Every Time You Almost Die, I Almost

While The Clave Disapproves Of Trespassers, Oddly They Take An Even Darker View Of Beheading And Skinning People. They're Peculiar That Way.

No. I Wanted To Tell You That I Was Proud Of You." Clary Slewed Around To Look At Her Mother. "you Were?" Jocelyn Nodded. "of Course I Was. The Way You Stood Up In Front Of The Clave Like That. The Way You Showed Them What You Could Do. You Made Them Look At You And See The Person They Loved Most In The World, Didn't You?" "yeah," Clary Said. "how Did You Know?" "because I Heard Them All Calling Out Different Names," Jocelyn Said Softly. "but I Still Saw You.

Will Moved To Object, But It Was Too Late; Henry Had Already Pressed The Button. There Was A Blinding Flare Of Light And A Whooshing Sound, And The Room Was Plunged Into Blackness. Tessa Gave A Yelp Of Surprise, And Jem Laughed Softly. "am I Blind?" Will's Voice Floated Out Of The Darkness, Tinged With Annoyance. "i'm Not Going To Be At All Pleased If You've Blinded Me, Henry.

And I Think That You Do Not Understand That Sometimes The Only Choice Is Between Acceptance And Madness.

I Suppose You've Always Been Amazing At This Stuff?" "i Was Born Amazing" Jace Stroked Her Cheek With The Tips Of His Fingertips, Lightly But Enough To Make Her Shiver.