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IM NOT AN ANGEL JACE. Only half of one TEE HEE

By the Angel, Jace.... I- I'm dying right now. I was holding my pencil in my mouth to type and just.... its not there anymore, let's say that.

She looked upon the burning wings. Her knees buckled underneath her, sending her softly into the snow. How the flames flickered and fluttered off the tips of the feathers. "He's gone," she whispered; her pale pink fingertips smoothing out the wrinkles and smothering the flames.

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