All her frustration, all her disappointment, all her rage went through her fingers and into the stele and into the rune.Open. All her love, all her relief at seeing Simon alive, all her hope that they still might survive. Open! -Clary pg. 383
She spun and kicked in the black water. Terror gripped her, terror of the blind darkness and of the depths of the river, the millions of tons of water all around her, pressing in on her, chocking out the air in her lungs (…)I’m dying-Clary pg. 384