Trying To Read His Face. It Was

It Was Eric's Voice Not Simon's, On The Recorded Message. “ladies, Ladies ” He Said. Though It Was The Millionth Time She’d Heard The Recording, Clary Couldn't Help Rolling Her Eyes. “if You've Reached This Message That Means Our Boy Simon Is Out Partying. But Please Don’t Fight Among Yourselves. There’s Always Enough Simon To Go Around.” There Was A Muffled Yell, Some Laughter, And Then The Long Sound Of The Beep.

Smarmy Little Prig,” Will Snarled, Leaning Father Forward, As If He Longed To Reach Through The Magical Portal And Strangle Gabriel. “when I Get Him Alone…” “i Ought To Go In With Her Instead,” Gabriel Went On. “i Can Look Out For Her A Bit More. Instead Of Simply Looking Out For Myself.” “hanging’s Too Good For Him,” Agreed Jem, Who Looked As If He Were Trying Not To Laugh. “tessa Knows Will,” Protested Charlotte. “she Trusts Will.” “i Wouldn’t Go That Far,” Muttered Tessa.

No. Absolutely Not.” “simon,” She Said. “it’s A Perfectly Fine Plan.” “the Plan Where You Follow Jace And Sebastian Off To Some Unknown Dimensional Pocket And We Use These Rings To Communicate So Those Of Us Over Here In The Regular Dimension Of Earth Can Track You Down? That Plan?” “yes.” “no,” He Said. “no, It Isn’t.” Clary Sat Back. “you Don’t Just Get To Say No.” “this Plan Involves Me! I Get To Say No! No.” “simon—” Simon Patted The Seat Beside Him As If Someone Were Sitting There. “let Me Introduce You To My Good Friend No.

Eternity Is A Long Time To Spend Alone, Without Others Of Your Kind.

I Get A Lot Of Inspiration From Research In Mythology And Folklore, I Find That Stories People Told Each Other Thousands Of Years Ago Are Still Relevant Now.