Wo Men Shi Jie Bai Xiong Di-we

I Had Such Plans For This Evening. The Pursuit Of Blind Drunkenness And Wayward Women Was My Goal. But Alas, It Was Not To Be. No Sooner Had I Consumed My Third Drink In The Devil Than I Was Accosted By A Delightful Small Flower Selling Child Who Asked Me For Twopence For A Daisy. The Price Seemed Steep, So I Refused. When I Told The Girl As Much, She Proceeded To Rob Me.” “a Little Girl Robbed You?” Tessa Said. “actually, She Wasn’t A Little Girl At All, As It Turns Out, But A Midget In A Dress With A Penchant For Violence, Who Goes By The Name Of Six-fingered Nigel.

It's So Dark," She Said Lamely. "you Want Me To Hold Your Hand?" Clary Put Both Her Hands Behind Her Back Like A Small Child. "don't Talk Down To Me." "well, I Could Hardly Talk Up To You. You're Too Short.

I Am, In The End, What You Made Me.

Dear Alec And Magnus, How Are You? Everything's Just Fine Here. Thanks For You Postcard With The Picture Of The Taj Mahal. It Looks Nice. Disregard My Last Few Postcards. I See I Overdid It. To Make It Up To You, I'm Going To Redecorate Magnus's Loft For Free. -izzy

For That Was Love, Wasnt It--to Burn Bright In Someone Else's Eyes?