He cut his glance toward Jace, who was walking a few paces ahead of them, apparently conversing with the cat. Clary wondered what they were talking a… - Cassandra Clare

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He cut his glance toward Jace, who was walking a few paces ahead of them, apparently conversing with the cat. Clary wondered what they were talking about. Politics? Opera? The high price of tuna?

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About Cassandra Clare

Cassandra Clare (born July 27, 1973) is the pseudonym of the young adult author Judith Rumelt. She is best known for her Shadowhunter Chronicles, consisting of The Mortal Instruments and The Infernal Devices series, and The Bane Chronicles, a collection of short stories. Also included in the Shadowhunter Chronicles are the upcoming The Dark Artifices and The Last Hours series, the former of which will have its first installment released in 2015. Clare has previously written fan fiction under the pseudonym Cassandra Claire.

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Birth Name: Judith Rumelt
Alternative Names: Judith Lewis Cassandra Claire
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Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem’s eyes. “If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.”

“There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand out, and for a moment, they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other. “The world is a wheel,” he said. “When we rise or fall, we do it together.”

Will tightened his grip on Jem’s hand, which felt thin as twigs in his. “Well, then,” he said, through a tight throat, “since you say there will be another life for me, let us both pray I do not make as colossal a mess of it as I have this one.

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