Every Heart Has Its Own Melody.

He Had Electric Blue Hair That Had Stuck Around His Head Like Tendrils Of A Startled Octopus.

We Were Once Getting Married. And I Have Loved You All This Time- A Century And A Half. -jem

Atque In Pepetuum, Frater, Ave Atque Vale,” He Whispered. The Words Of The Poem Had Never Seemed So Fitting: Forever And Ever, My Brother, Hail And Farewell.

The Way Magnus’ Breath Had Sounded, Rattling In His Chest, Before He’d Said His Father’s Name.

Alec's Trying To Get Magnus To Take Him Seriously, But He's Never Told Our Parents About Magnus, Or Even That He Likes, You Know -" "warlocks ?" Simon Said.