Ignis aurum probat.
Fire tempers gold.
—Iron Sisters motto, City of Lost Souls, Cassandra Clare
So who agrees that the City of Lost Souls epilogue was 40pages of repeated heartbreak and death?
I re-read it last night and that was all I could think…
Necklace I made for City of Lost Souls. Gold (Jace) and black (Sebastian/Jonathan) angel wings, and a piece of adamas.
I completely made this by myself. Meaning I hand-sculpted the wings (one at a time too) and hand-painted them, I made the actual necklace/cord it’s on, and I opened all those little jump rings and strung them on by hand. I didn’t, however, make the bead xD
It’s 2:30AM. I’m pretty sure I just read through CoLS for 6 hours straight. No regrets, whatsoever.
That. Was. Amazing. Like hallelujah, rip-my-heart-out, why-did-it-have-to-end-like-that gloriously awesome.
I also feel the urge to draw. A lot. And I have like 600 ideas burning through my head now but I should probably sleep so… xD
Why was I being academically smart in not getting CoLS until my AP U.S. History Exam was over?
Enjoy CoLS, you people :P