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The demon bared its greenish fangs. This is my true form. An ugly surprise for you, I suppose. I daresay it's an improvement, said Will. You weren't much to look at before, and at least the horns are dramatic.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Judith Rumelt
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If you lay one hand on Simon, vampire, I'll have you chopped up into tiny pieces and fed to my cat. Understand?
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