I Can Tell You That The End

Meet Me In The Courtyard In Half An Hour, Then,” Said Will. “i’ll Wake Cyril. And Be Prepared To Swoon At My Finery.

Hey," Said Jace. Who Was Sitting On An Overturned Speaker, Looking At His Cellphone, "do You Want To See A Photo Of Alec And Magnus In Berlin?" "not Really," Said Simon. "magnus Is Wearing Lederhosen." "and Yet, Still No.

What Do You Want?" Jace Shrugged. "clothes Mostly, Some Weapons." Sebastion Shook His Head. "too Dangerous. We Need To Get In And Out Fast. Only Emergency Items." "my Favourite Jacket Is An Emergency Item," Jace Said. It Was So Much Like Hearing Him Talk To Alec, To Any Of His Friends. "much Like Myself, It Is Both Snuggly And Fashionable.

The [coat] Rack Above His Head Like A Javelin. On The Other Side Of The Door Was Jace. He Blinked. "is That A Coatrack?" Jordan Slammed The Coatrack Down On The Ground And Sighed. "if You'd Been A Vampire, This Would Have Been A Lot More Useful." "yes," Said Jace. "or, You Know, Just Someone With A Lot Of Coats.

By The Angel," Jace Said, Looking The Demon Up And Down. "i Knew Greater Demons Were Meant To Be Ugly, But No One Ever Warned Me About The Smell." Abbadon Opened Its Mouth And Hissed. Inside Its Mouth Were Two Rows Of Jagged Glass-sharp Teeth. "i'm Not Sure About This Wind And Howling Darkness Business," Jace Went On, "smells More Like Landfill To Me. You Sure You're Not From Staten Island?