Astriola. That Is Demon Pox. You Had

Pulvis Et Umbra Sumus. It's A Line From Horace. 'we Are Dust And Shadows'. Appropriate, Don't You Think?" Will Said. "it's Not A Long Life, Killing Demons; One Tends To Die Young, And Then They Burn Your Body - Dust To Dust, In The Literal Sense. And Then We Vanish Into The Shadows Of History, Nary A Mark On The Page Of A Mundane Book To Remind The World That Once We Existed At All.

She Gritted Her Teeth. She Was Here With Sebastian, On Her Way To See A Powerful Warlock, And Mentally She Was Maundering On About The Way Jace Smelled.

It's Always Better To Live The Truth Than To Live A Lie.

Every Memory Was Valuable; Even The Bad Ones.

Mortality, Behold, And Fear, What A Change Of Flesh Is Here! Think How Many Royal Bones Sleep Within This Heap Of Stones.