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TwilaholicMom
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From Cassie's myspace blog:
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September City of Glass excerpt
Mid-book...
"I didn't remember there being a cellar here," said Jace, staring past Clary at the gaping hole in the wall and the stairway leading down into impenetrable blackness. He raised the witchlight, and its glow bounced off the downward-leading tunnel. The walls were black and slick, made of a smooth dark stone Clary didn't recognize. The steps gleamed as if they were damp. A strange smell drifted up through the opening: dank, musty, with a weird metallic tinge that set her nerves on edge.
"What do you think could be down there?" she asked.
"I don't know." Jace moved toward the stairs; he put a foot on the top step, testing it, then shrugged as if he'd made up his mind. He began to make his way down the steps, moving carefully. Partway down, he turned and looked up at Clary. "Are you coming? You can wait up here for me if you want to."
She glanced around the empty library, then shivered and hurried after him.
The stairs spiraled down in tighter and tighter circles, as if they were making their way through the inside of a huge conch shell. The smell grew stronger as they reached the bottom, and the steps widened out into a large square room whose stone walls were streaked with the marks of damp—and other, darker stains. The floor was scrawled with markings: a jumble of pentagrams and runes, with white stones scattered here and there.
Jace took a step forward and something crunched under his feet. He and Clary looked down at the same time.
"Bones," Clary whispered. Not white stones after all, but bones of all shapes and sizes, scattered across the floor. "What was he doing down here?"
The witchlight burned in Jace's hand, casting its eerie glow over the room. "Experiments," Jace said in a dry, tense tone. "The Seelie Queen said—"
"What kind of bones are these?" Clary's voice rose. "Are they animal bones?"
"No." Jace kicked a pile of bones with his feet, scattering them. "Not all of them."
Clary's chest felt tight. "I think we should go back."
Instead Jace raised the witchlight in his hand. It blazed out, brightly and then more brightly, lighting the air with a harsh white brilliance. The far corners of the room sprang into focus.
Three of them were empty. The fourth was blocked with a hanging cloth. There was something behind the cloth, a peculiar shape—
""Jace," Clary whispered. "What is that?"
He didn't reply. There was a dagger in his free hand, suddenly; Clary didn't know when he'd drawn it, but it shone in the witchlight like a blade of ice.
"Jace, don't," said Clary, but it was too late—he strode forward and twitched the cloth aside with the tip of the dagger, then seized it and jerked it down. It fell in a blossoming cloud of dust.
Jace staggered back, the witchlight falling from his grasp. As the blazing light fell, Clary caught a single glimpse of his face: It was a white mask of horror. Clary snatched the witchlight up before it could go dark and raised it high, desperate to see what could have shocked Jace—unshockable Jace—so badly.
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'...He kissed my hand softly. "I'll take care of it," he promised. And then he called, "Jacob," his voice still quiet and even.......' - Eclipse - pg. 338
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urmylifenow17
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barbarito
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OME!! Sitting here with my mouth gaping after reading that! Cannot wait for the book to come out! Thanks for posting!! 
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corrie
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I need City of Glass NOW!!!!!!! 
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buggirl
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| I wonder if Jace wasn't just shocked, if he was more having a flashback.
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