Proper wiped shadowhunter off his sneakers and walked over to join them. He pushed away the sword from Akahana's neck but looked her in the eye, his voice rough with emotion and a british accent,
" Gaven is right. Life is a fragile thing. I could bring you back to life, but it would be naught but a semblance. True life is beyond the hand of man." He takes her hand and places it on his own chest, his heart beating fast, " dont take this for granted." He said, placing his own hand over her heart.
Mortal Instruments Guild
A guild for discussions, RPing, and generally enjoying books. Mostly Cassandra Clare's, but other's as well.
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