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Why, oh why, had Jace picked a fight with a pack of wolves? What had possessed him? Then again, it was Jace. He'd pick a fight with a Mack truck if the urge took him. -Clary, pg.40-
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Tessa knows Will,” protested Charlotte. “She trusts Will.” “Iwouldn’t go that far,” muttered Tessa.
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Whither thou goest, I will go Where thou diest, will I die And there will I be buried: The Angel do so to me, and more also, If aught but death part thee and me.
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Everything we need to know is locked up in your head, under those pretty red curls. Clary reached up to touch her hair protectively. I dont think- So what are you going to do? Simon asked sharply. Cut her head open to get at it?
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