Not me rereading TID and crying over Thomas Tanner
Sometimes Will could not help remembering Thomas as he had first come to the Institute [.....] at that time he’d still been so small that he’d looked barely nine.
Will had made fun of Charlotte for wanting to employ him, but had secretly hoped he would stay so that there might be another boy his own age in the house.
And they had been friends of a sort, the Shadowhunter and the servant boy—until Jem had come and Will had forgotten Thomas almost completely.
Thomas had never seemed to hold it against him, treating Will always with the same friendliness with which he treated everyone else, albeit with a small amount of sadness.
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Brother Zachariah
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This is just a quick doodle, lol. I swear I can draw better than this haha
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And here we are. The Conclusion, in two chapters. There’ll be an epilogue next week.
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/59261/the-clockwork-angel/chapter/1059552/the-clockwork-angel
http://immigrantrealms.com/the-clockwork-angel/
(Or start at the beginning! https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/59261/the-clockwork-angel )
While sadly not as successful as my previous runs at posting books, I’m still glad it’s out. Maybe it’ll get more views now that it’s readable from start to finish!
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“You carry with you one of my few regrets.”
Charlotte looked at him, puzzled.
“I would have liked to see the baby.”
~james carstairs, the clockwork princess
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Tess, Tess, Tessa.
Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.
Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.
I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free.
And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart.
You are not the last dream of my soul.
You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth.
With hope at least,
Will Herondale
OMG this book made me cry for hours and hours!!! The story is so beautifully written and I love Tessa, Will and Jem 💔💔
Why did we have to go through Will's death??? 😭😭😭
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Will Heondale modern day would be a swifty.
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Another chapter and as stated the aftermath of the cultist incident.
Also for those following along : Now is probably the best time to review / comment or otherwise metric boost me so others have a chance to see. And fort hose planning to read when the story had progressed a bit, it has indeed progressed. This weekend would be a good time to start to catch up
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/59261/the-clockwork-angel
http://immigrantrealms.com/aftermath/
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