With God on your side, what does luck matter? — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
With God on your side, what does luck matter? — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
With God on your side, what does luck matter? — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
With God on your side, what does luck matter? — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
With God on your side, what does luck matter? — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
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With God on your side, what does luck matter?

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
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