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We seemed to be trapped in an episode of One Life To Waste. It's all very dull.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Waste
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Behind her, Jace moved out into the water with a contained grace that barely rippled the surface. Simon behind him, was splashing and cursing.
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Look, I asked you here for a reason. Much as I hate to admit it, vampire, we have something in common. Totally awesome hair? Simon suggested.
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Wo men shi jie bai xiong di-we are more than brothers, Will.
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I am not going to live, and I can choose to be as much for her as I can be, to burn as brightly for her as I wish, and for a shorter time, than to burden her with someone only half-alive for a longer time. i is my choice, William, and you cannot make it for me.
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Magnus was sure that the llama stampede he witnessed was a coincidence. The llamas could not be judging him.
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Shotgun! announced Clary as Jace came back around the side of the van. Alec grabbed for his bow, strapped across his back. Where? She means she wants the front seat, said Jace, pushing wet hair out of his eyes.
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He was a vampire now. He was supposed to have eternity. But what he had was days.
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Don't. Clary raised a warning hand. I'm not really in the mood right now. That's got to be the first time a girl's ever said that to me, Jace mused.
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Far below ran the silver ribbon of the East River, braceleted by shining bridges, flecked by boats as small as flyspecks, splitting the shining banks of light that were Manhattan and Brooklyn on either side.
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We don't require luck, said Will, we have a heavenly mandate, after all. With God on your side, what does luck matter?
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Don't bother her, don't try to talk to her, don't even look at her, or I'll fold you in half so many times you'll look like a tiny little origami werewolf.
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