I'm Not Going To Be At All

You're The First Shadowhunter I've Ever Met." “that’s Too Bad,” Said Jace, “since All The Others You Meet From Now On Will Be A Terrible Letdown.

A Shadowhunter I Believe You Know Send For Me—tatiana Blackthorn? The Lady Used To Be A Lightwood, Did She Not?" Magnus Turned To Will. "and Your Sister Cecily Married Her Brother. Gilbert. Gaston. I Have A Shocking Memory For Lightwoods." "i Begged Cecily Not To Throw Herself Away On A Lightworm," Will Muttered.

It’s Me,” He Said, And Cleared His Throat. “i Could Understand If You Didn’t Believe Me, But I Swear On The Angel, Iz, It’s Me.” Alec Said Nothing, But His Grip On Jace’s Hand Tightened. “you Don’t Need To Swear,” He Said, And With His Free Hand Touched The Parabatai Rune Near His Collarbone. “i Know. I Can Feel It. I Don’t Feel Like I’m Missing A Part Of Me Anymore.” “i Felt It Too.” Jace Took A Ragged Breath. “something Missing. I Felt It, Even With Sebastian, But I Didn’t Know What It Was I Was Missing. But It Was You. My Parabatai.

She Unwrapped The Blanket When She Came In My Door. You Were Inside It. She Set You Down On The Floor And You Started Ranging Around, Picking Things Up, Pulling My Cat's Tail—you Screamed Like A Banshee When The Cat Scratched You, So I Asked Your Mother If You Were Part Banshee. She Didn't Laugh.

And What Colour Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?' 'mauve,' Said Will.