Cassandra Clare Quote
He took something out of his jacket and handed it to her. It was a long thin dagger in a leather sheath. The hilt of the dagger was set with a single red stone carved in the shape of a rose. She shook her head. I wouldn't even know how to use that--He pressed it into her hand, curling her fingers around it. You'd learn. He dropped his voice. It's in your blood.She drew her hand back slowly. All right.I could give you a thigh sheath to put that in, Isabelle offered. I've got tons.CERTAINLY NOT, said Simon.
Cassandra Clare
He took something out of his jacket and handed it to her. It was a long thin dagger in a leather sheath. The hilt of the dagger was set with a single red stone carved in the shape of a rose. She shook her head. I wouldn't even know how to use that--He pressed it into her hand, curling her fingers around it. You'd learn. He dropped his voice. It's in your blood.She drew her hand back slowly. All right.I could give you a thigh sheath to put that in, Isabelle offered. I've got tons.CERTAINLY NOT, said Simon.
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