I mean, how do we know it works? Right now it’s just a drawing—you can’t take fear away from a piece of paper, it doesn’t have any to begin with. We have to try it out on one of us before we can be sure it’s a real rune.”
“I’m not sure that’s such a great idea,” Luke said.
“It’s a fabulous idea.” Jace dropped the paper back onto the table, and began to slide off his jacket. “I’ve got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?”
“A regrettable choice of words,” muttered Magnus.

Autore: Cassandra Clare

I mean, how do we know it works? Right now it’s just a drawing—you can’t take fear away from a piece of paper, it doesn’t have any to begin with. We have to try it out on one of us before we can be sure it’s a real rune.”<br />“I’m not sure that’s such a great idea,” Luke said.<br />“It’s a fabulous idea.” Jace dropped the paper back onto the table, and began to slide off his jacket. “I’ve got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?”<br />“A regrettable choice of words,” muttered Magnus. - Cassandra Clare




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