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Amor Verus Numquam Moritur: True Love Never Dies

Maybe That Was Why She Couldn't Cry, She Realized, Staring Dry-eyed At The Ceiling. Because What Was The Point In Crying When There Was No One There To Comfort You? And What Was Worse, When You Couldn't Even Comfort Yourself?

Sometimes When She Looks At Him That Way He Finds Himself Almost Blushing; A Feeling So Strange He Almost Doesn’t Recognize It. Jace Wayland Doesn’t Blush.

If Love Is Great, Then It Is Worth Fighting For.

It Can Be... Difficult To To Learn How The World Truly Is, To See It In Its True Shape And Form... Most Human Beings Never Do. Most Could Not Bear It.