“Will rose slowly to his feet. He could not believe he was doing what he was doing, but it was clear that he was, clear as the silver rim around the black of Jem鈥檚 eyes. 鈥淚f there is a life after this one,鈥� he said, 鈥渓et me meet you in it, James Carstairs.鈥�
鈥淭here will be other lives.鈥� Jem held his hand out, and for a moment, they clasped hands, as they had done during their parabatai ritual, reaching across twin rings of fire to interlace their fingers with each other. 鈥淭he world is a wheel,鈥� he said. 鈥淲hen we rise or fall, we do it together.鈥�
Will tightened his grip on Jem鈥檚 hand, which felt thin as twigs in his. 鈥淲ell, then,鈥� he said, through a tight throat, 鈥渟ince you say there will be another life for me, let us both pray I do not make as colossal a mess of it as I have this one.”
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Cassandra Clare,
Clockwork Princess