I made a mask

I made a mask out of my face because I didn’t realize I was quite beautiful. God blessed me so. I practically destroyed it. I had to wear heavy black eyelashes like bat wings, and dark lines under my eyes, and cut all my hair off, my long dark hair. Cut it off and strip … Read more

At first we raced

At first we raced through space, like shadows and light; her rants, my raves; her dark hair, my blonde; black dresses, white. She’s a purple-black African-violet-dark butterfly and I a white moth. We were two wild ponies, Dawn and Midnight, the wind electrifying our manes and our hooves quaking the city; we were photo negatives … Read more

But Clary never found

But Clary never found out what it wasn’t, because there was a cry of Jace! and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his way through the crowd to get them. His dark hair was a mess and there was blood on his clothes, but his eyes were bright with a mixture of relief and anger. He … Read more