When Two Souls Are As One, They

Charlotte Said That If I Chose, I Could Cease To Be A Gray And Take The Name My Mother Should Have Had Before She Was Married. I Could Be A Starkweather. I Could Have A True Shadowhunter Name." She Heard Will Exhale A Breath. It Came Out A Puff Of White In The Cold. His Eyes Were Blue And Wide And Clear, Fixed On Her Face. He Wore The Expression Of A Man Who Had Steeled Himself To Do A Terrifying Thing, And Was Carrying It Through. "of Course You Can Have A True Shadowhunter Name," Will Said. "you Can Have Mine.

I Learned To Share Work With People Even When It Was In Its Rough Stages Without Worrying That They'd Be Filled With Scorn And Hatred. After All, I Can Read Their Rough Work Without Turning On Them Like A Wildebeest.

Consider It A Race To See Who Kills You First, Daylighter-valentine, The Other Downworlders, Or The Clave.

To My Son, If You Are Reading This Letter, Then I Am Dead.

Tessa Was Laying On Her Side, Her Brown Hair Spread Over The Pillow, Watching Will, Whose Face Was Bent Over The Pages, With A Look Of Tenderness In Her Eyes, A Tenderness Mirrored In The Softness Of Will's Voice As He Read.