It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
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It was odd, (Tessa thought), what brought out tenderness in people.

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
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