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May 8 - May 20, 2018
Old sins cast long shadows
crisp and cold as a fresh apple,
It felt something like freedom, like being young again.
easy to get might be easy to lose,
but faith created truth.
Young life cut off in its prime.
Some would say only a shallow river could flash so bright,”
“What need would you have of a potion that would make the one who took it tell you all the truth? You Shadowhunters have no secrets amongst each other, I hear. Besides which, you have that Mortal Sword to prove one of you is telling the truth. Though I call that a brutal business.”
They sell heartbreak as well as dreams.
Bad news comes like rain and good news like lightning, barely seen before a crash.”
The wind had blown her brown hair back from the face that trouble could touch as time could not.
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...
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His hair was gold even by strange flames, his face bright even in shadow.
but now it occurred to Jem that those children, taught to expect love and walk fearless through shadows, would be shocked and betrayed by disaster.
They were such a dark green that they fooled people, except when light struck the dark a certain way and the depths flashed emerald.
“You may be a waste of space in a waistcoat,”
Matthew wondered how it would be, to be self-sufficient and welcoming with it, like a house with sturdy walls and a beacon light always burning.
Later Matthew would look back and remember it as his last happy day.
Come to me, Jamie, that we might share a manly embrace.”
Really, people would let you get away with being the worst sort of scoundrel if you simply had a secret sorrow or did not rub along terribly well with your father.
James was able to say such things with a sincerity that would shame anyone else.
Matthew bowed the fair head that had been passed to him through his father, from his father’s best-loved relative. He sat in that dark room and wept.
A secret too long kept can kill a soul by inches. I watched a secret almost destroy a man once, the finest man ever made. Such a secret is like keeping treasure in a tomb. Little by little, poison eats away at the gold. By the time the door is opened, there may be nothing left but dust.
He felt he could not live on with this massive stone of a secret crushing his chest. If he was ever going to tell anyone, he should tell his parabatai.
but he had his own image of the sweetest this world could offer.
“It lightens my heart to see you with it. We could all do with lighter hearts tonight.”