Oh, my sweet summer child. What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter when the snows fall a hundred feet deep. Fear is for the the long nights when the sun hides for years, and children are born and live and die, all in darkness.
A long time ago, she remembered her father saying that when the cold wind blows the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. He had it all backwards. Arya, the lone wolf, still lived, but the wolves of the pack had been taken and slain and skinned. - Arya Stark
I don’t know how I could ever thank you for what you have given me through these books so I guess I’m just going to have to say a simple thank you. Your stories and characters are a constant source of inspiration and reassurance to me and I can honestly say I wouldn’t be who I am today without them. I know we aren’t truly saying goodbye to Clary, Jace, Simon, Izzy, Alec and Magnus but I am still heart broken by the thought that The Mortal Instruments is over. I am so excited for TDA and TLH and even more excited for Simon’s short stories! I can’t wait! I hope you keep writing for a long time :) from Alice x (this is my first attempt at any sort of drawing on the computer but i think it turned out okay????)