Sometimes Carrying The Burden Of An Upsetting

The Most Terrible Things Men Do, They Do In The Name Of Love."— Madame Dorothea

I Was Alive When The Dead Sea Was Just A Lake That Was Feeling A Little Poorly.

Magnus Had Learned To Be Careful About Giving His Memories With His Heart. When People Died, It Felt Like All The Pieces Of Yourself You Had Given To Them Went As Well. It Took So Long, Building Yourself Back Up Until You Were Whole Again, And You Were Never Entirely The Same.

“he Has Many Things I Haven’t Got,” Said Jace. “like Nearsightedness, Bad Posture, And An Appalling Lack Of Coordination.” - Jace About Simon

Catching Sight Of Himself In The Long Mirrors That Ran Along The Walls, He Stiffened In Shock...his Eyes Were Surrounded By Black Shadows, His Shirt Smeared With Dried Blood And Filthy Mud... "admiring Yourself?" The Inquisitor's Voice Cut Through His Reverie. "you Won't Look So Pretty When The Clave Gets Through With You." "you Do Seem Obsessed With My Look...could It Be That You're Attracted To Me?" "don't Be Revolting...you Could Be My Son.