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It’s Fascinating. You Know All These Words, And They’re All English, But When You String Them Together Into Sentences, They Just Don’t Make Any Sense.

In A Closed Urban Fantasy, The Magical World Is Secret And No One Knows About It. In An Open Urban Fantasy, Everyone Knows About It. So With A Closed Fantasy, You Have To Figure Out How The World Keeps Itself Secret, And With An Open One, You Have To Figure Out How Knowledge Of Magic Has Altered The World We Know.

I've Never Seen Anyone Get So Excited Over Books Before. You'd Think They Were Diamonds.

Why Can't I Go To Idris With You, Then? Because It's Not Safe For You There O And It's Safe For Me Here? I've Been Nearly Killed Almost A Dozen Times In The Past Month. That's Because Valentine Has Been Concentrating On The Two Mortal Instruments That Were Here. He's Going To Shift His Focus To Idris Now. We All Know It-- We're Hardly As Certain Of Anything As All That. And The Clave Wants To Meet Clarissa. You Know That, Jace. The Clave Can Screw Itself.

Hello?" Isabelle Called From The Other Side. "simon, Is Your Diva Moment Over? I Need To Talk To Jace.