She Had Never Asked Herself Whether It

It Is Not Easy To Be Different, And Even Less So To Be Unique.

Charlotte Said That If I Chose, I Could Cease To Be A Gray And Take The Name My Mother Should Have Had Before She Was Married. I Could Be A Starkweather. I Could Have A True Shadowhunter Name." She Heard Will Exhale A Breath. It Came Out A Puff Of White In The Cold. His Eyes Were Blue And Wide And Clear, Fixed On Her Face. He Wore The Expression Of A Man Who Had Steeled Himself To Do A Terrifying Thing, And Was Carrying It Through. "of Course You Can Have A True Shadowhunter Name," Will Said. "you Can Have Mine.

You Are The Central Point About Which His World Spins.

Do Not Seek Revenge And Call It Justice.

Very Funny My Sarcastic Friend