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Will has always been the brighter burning star, the one to catch attention — but Jem is a steady flame, unwavering and honest. He could make you happy.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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Rule number one of anime, Simon said. He sat propped up against a pile of pillows at the foot of his bed, a bag of potato chips in one hand and the TV remote in the other. He was wearing a black T-shirt that said I BLOGGED YOUR MOM and a pair of jeans that were ripped in one knee. Never screw with a blind monk.
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He's my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours.
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Sometimes our lives can change so fast that the change outpaces our minds and hearts.
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Clary closed her eyes. Remembering the way Jace had looked at her the night she'd freed Ithuriel, she couldn't help but imagine the way he'd look at her now if he saw her trying to lie down to die on the sand beside him. He wouldn't be touched, wouldn't think it was a beautiful gesture. He'd be angry at her for giving up. He'd be so--disappointed.
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Meliorn looked impassive. Mundane humans are not permitted in the Court. I wish someone had mentioned that earlier, said Simon, to no one in particular. I take it I'm just supposed to wait out here until vines start growing on me? Meliorn considered. That might offer significant amusement.
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Kill me, little sister. Kill me and you kill Jace, too.
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Tessa knows Will,” protested Charlotte. “She trusts Will.” “Iwouldn’t go that far,” muttered Tessa.
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