Pain Is Only What You Allow It

Gideon Touched Her Cheek, Lightly, With The Tips Of His Fingers. “did You Know Your Name Means ‘wisdom’? It Was Very Well-given.

Oh, I Can Never Get Enough. Which, Incidentally, Is What Your Sister Said When--

He Took Something Out Of His Jacket And Handed It To Her. It Was A Long Thin Dagger In A Leather Sheath. The Hilt Of The Dagger Was Set With A Single Red Stone Carved In The Shape Of A Rose. She Shook Her Head. "i Wouldn't Even Know How To Use That--" He Pressed It Into Her Hand, Curling Her Fingers Around It. "you'd Learn." He Dropped His Voice. "it's In Your Blood." She Drew Her Hand Back Slowly. "all Right." "i Could Give You A Thigh Sheath To Put That In," Isabelle Offered. "i've Got Tons." "certainly Not," Said Simon.

Will Smirked, Clearly Pleased At The Effect He Was Having. "i've No Idea. I Lost Consciousness About Then. I Was Having A Lovely Dream About A Young Woman Who Had Mislaid All Her Clothes.

The Moment The Door Opened, Jace Seized Up A Yellow Pencil Lying On The Desk And Threw It. It Sailed Through The Air And Struck The Wall Just Next To Luke's Head, Where It Stuck, Vibrating. Luke's Eyes Widened. Jace Smiled Faintly. "sorry, I Didn't Realize It Was You." ... Luke Indicated Simon And Clary With A Wave Of His Hand. "i Brought Some People To See You." Jace's Eyes Moved To Them. They Were As Black As If They Had Been Painted On. "unfortunately," He Said, "i Only Had The One Pencil." -jace & Luke, Pg.43-