Tagged by @drakamena, thank you <33
Rules: Post the first line of the last ten stories, then tag some of your favorite authors.
to tame a falcon: Jace was ten when he first set foot in the New York Institute.
champagne cocktail: The bar was packed for a week night, but Jace wasn’t too surprised by the crowd.
entreat me not to leave thee: They had thought it to be Raziel itself, at first – an angel descended from the skies, with huge wings seemingly made of pure gold coming out of its back and whose feathers were sharper than daggers, able to cut through skin and leather alike.
don’t tread on me: The streets were too empty for it to be natural.
luchtkasteel: Alec was a dreamer.
la douleur exquise: Paris. Ah, Paris, its old buildings, its designers shops, its flowers vendors trying to charm the ladies from the streets, its romantic ambiance…
sleepless night in seattle: Seattle was freaking cold, more than usual for this time of the year, but even the snow couldn’t make walking around in the city not enjoyable.
we’ll let it storm and rain: They had managed to catch Jace, in the end, and no one had seen it coming.
danse macabre: “Get back! Alec, I mean it.”
a change of paths: 1511. Little Prince Henry does not die when he is seven weeks old, but rather when he is twenty-seven years old, married yet childless, leaving his sister Mary only heiress to the throne, and betrothed to the Dauphin of France.