| the divine things that doesn't exactly help you with your life.
ultimately about books that I've read and love. | I'm in love . . . with a fictional character | I'm a Demigod/Shadowhunter | I'm here, I'm everywhere | I don't care what people says about Will Herondale, I'll love him always. |
“He’s Nephilim,” said his companion. “And you’ve never cared for them.
How much did he pay you?”
“Nothing,” said Magnus, and now he was not seeing anything that was
there, not the river, not Will, only a wash of memories: eyes, faces,
lips, receding into memory, love that he could no longer put a name
to. “He did me a favor. One he doesn’t even remember.”
“He’s very pretty. For a human.”
“He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has
smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was