Cast Long Shadows (Ghosts of the Shadow Market, #2)

by Cassandra Clare

Matthew did not appear to notice. He ran up to Brother Zachariah, threw an exuberant arm about his neck, and ducked his head under the hood of the Silent Brother to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Uncle Jem!” Matthew exclaimed joyfully. “What are you doing here?”

Life in general, and the Academy in particular, was a positive parade of injustice.

Friends who were easy to get might be easy to lose, and Matthew wanted to keep people.

“They all talk about you all the time in the London Institute,” Matthew confided. “James and Lucie and Uncle Will and Aunt Tessa too. I feel as if I know you a great deal better than I actually do, so I beg pardon if I trespass on your kindness.”

Matthew stopped and laughed for sheer joy at a warlock woman with blue skin who was juggling toy unicorns, mermaids’ shells, and small wheels on fire, and he flirted until she told him her name was Catarina.

Bad news comes like rain and good news like lightning, barely seen before a crash.”

Sometimes it seemed like her face was all the heart he had left. He could not do much for her, but he had once promised to spend his life guarding her from the very wind from heaven.

“Is your friend with you?” asked Ragnor Fell, and twitched. “Is Christopher Lightwood upon the premises? Is our Market shortly to be engulfed in flames?”

Will has always been my favorite too,

They were such a dark green that they fooled people, except when light struck the dark a certain way and the depths flashed emerald. Like the rest of him, his eyes were a trick.

“It lightens my heart to see you with it. We could all do with lighter hearts tonight.”

I thought I would walk with you a little way, my parabatai.” How far? asked Jem. Will smiled. “Need you ask? I will go with

you as far as I possibly may.”

New streetlights showed Will’s and Jem’s silhouettes, walking together through their city, as they had of old. Even though both knew they must part.