A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
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A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain.

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
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