She nodded. It was a memory she held close to her chest, a shield against the terror of the Magister and the automaton army.
Tessa Gray sat in the window alcove of the library, a book forgotten in her lap. She was watching him—Will Herondale. He was hunched over a desk, surrounded by stacks of demonology texts, his black hair falling into his eyes, his jaw set in that stubborn line she knew so well. He was trying to solve a riddle that had no answer, trying to save a life that was slipping away like sand through an hourglass. the infernal devices vk
Here is a story developed in the style of a fan-favorite "missing moment" or character study, focusing on the trio (Tessa, Will, and Jem) and the Victorian Shadowhunter aesthetic popular on VK. She nodded