We Are Not Here Just Because We

I Swear That Woman Had A Previous Career As A Death-hunter Selling Tragic Ballads Down Around The Seven Dials," Said Will. "and I Do Wish She Wouldn't Sing About Poisoning Just After We've Eaten.

If You're Really Tired, I Could Put You To Sleep," He Said. "tell You A Bedtime Story." She Looked At Him. "are You Serious?" "i'm Always Serious

Clary: Now That I'm In Your Mind, Want To See Some Mental Pictures Of Jace? Simon: I Heard That And No... You've Seen Him Naked? Clary: Well Not Entirely But- Simon: Enough

Simon Remembered A Rhyme His Mother Used To Recite To Him, About Magpies. You Were Supposed To Count Them And Say: One For Sorrow, Two For Mirth, Three For A Wedding, Four For A Birth, Five For Silver, Six For Gold, Seven For A Secret That's Never Been Told. "right," Simon Said. He Had Already Lost Count Of The Numbers Of Birds There Were. Seven, He Guessed. A Secret That's Never Been Told. Whatever That Was.

Were You Ever Actually Going To Leave New York, Or Were You Just Saying That To Get Her To Finally Make A Move?” “clary,” Said Luke, “i Am Shocked That You Would Suggest Such A Thing.