You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
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You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer.

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
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