- Jace Wayland + Clary Fray
The Mortal Instruments; City of Ashes; Chapter Seventeen.
Don’t send me away
Don’t send me upon this wild goose chase
For freedom, for money, for love
And I do not love to ramble around
No, I don’t, I don’t
Wild Goose Chase - Dark Dark Dark
I had a dream last night that you were here. But all it really was, was false colors and sounds that resembled the shadow of you. I woke before I could grasp your smile.
‘The boy never cried again…’
‘There are always some men like that - just one woman for them, and only she will do, or nothing.’
‘It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.’