Simon!” The voice was Clary’s. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it … - Cassandra Clare

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The strength and power of a country depends absolutely on the quantity of good men and women in it.

Cassandra Clare

Simon!” The voice was Clary’s. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it up now, a sense memory of what he’d most loved during life to carry him through the process of death. “Simon, you stupid idiot! I’m over here! At the window!” Simon jumped to his feet. He doubted his mind would conjure that up.

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