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The Only Time People Turned To Watch Her Go By Was When She Hurtled Past Them As She Fell.

Years Later Magnus Would Return To London And Camille Belcourt's Side, And Find It Not All That He Had Dreamed. Years Later Another Desperate Herondale Boy With Blue, Blue Eyes Would Come To His Door, Shaking With The Cold Of The Rain And His Own Wretchedness, And This One Magnus Would Be Able To Help.

How Are You Feeling?" "like Someone Massaged Me With A Cheese Grater." -clary & Simon, Pg.297-

Some Secrets, She Thought, Were Better Told; Some Were Better Left The Burden Of The Carrier, That They Might Not Cause Pain To Others.

Clearly,' Said Luke, 'something's Going On That I Don't Know About.' Simon Looked Over At Him. 'sometimes I Think That's The Motto Of My Life.