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the land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue.

8

Magnus being very much not okay after what happened to him.

6

Erchomai. The word brushed the back of Jace’s mind like the touch of a feather, making him shiver. He saw an angel’s wing, torn from its body, lying in a pool of golden blood. 

I am coming.

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“She was not sure who reached for who first, only that a moment later she was in his arms and he was whispering “Yes of course, yes,” against her hair. He sought het mouth tentatively-she could feel his gentle tension, the weight of so many years between their last kiss and this.
She reached up, curling her hand around the back of his neck, drawing him down, whispering “Bie zhao ji.Don’t worry, don’t worry.”