Bloodthirsty Little Beasts. Never Trust A Duck.-

Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained.

You’re Not The Only One Who Calls Them That; The Other Downworlders Do The Same,” Said Will. “i Discovered That Fact While Investigating The Symbol. I Must Have Carried That Knife Through A Hundred Downworld Haunts, Searching For Someone Who Might Recognize It. I Offered A Reward For Information. Eventually The Name Of The Dark Sisters Came To My Ears.” “downworld?” Tessa Echoed, Puzzled. “is That A Place In London?” “never Mind That,” Said Will. “i’m Boasting Of My Investigative Skills, And I Would Prefer To Do It Without Interruption. Where Was I?

Tessa Is Gone, And Every Moment She Is Gone Is A Knife Ripping Me Apart From The Inside. She Is Gone, And They Cannot Track Her, And I Have No Idea Where To Go Or What To Do Next, And The Only Person I Can Imagine Speaking My Agony To Is The One Person Who Cannot Know.

My Mom Says You Only Need Three People You Can Rely On To Achieve Self-actualization.

Jem Always Said That Will Rushed Toward The End Of A Mission Rather Than Proceeding In A Measured Manner, And That One Must Look At The Next Step On The Path Ahead, Rather Than The Destination In The Distance, Or One Would Never Reach One’s Goal. Will Closed His Eyes For A Moment. He Knew That Jem Was Right, But It Was Hard To Remember, When The Goal That He Sought Was The Girl That He Loved.