#shadowhunterverse

Maybe that was it: the question of guilt handed down through bloodlines, the sins of the fathers visited on not just their sons but their friends, neighbors, and random acquaintances who happened to have similarly shaped ears. You couldn't just indict an entire people or in this case, Downworlder species—because you didn't like how a few of them behaved.

“When crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, it’s ‘intelligent’ and ‘really cool’ but when I do it I’m ‘petty’ and ‘need to move on’.”

"Love, real love, is being seen. Being known. Knowing the ugliest part of someone, and loving them anyway. And...I guess I think two people in love become something else, something more than the sum of their parts, you know? That it must be like you're creating a new world that exists just for the two of you. You're gods of your own pocket universe."

All of my friends: You'll LOVE Matthew Fairchild, it reminds me so much of you!