Cassandra Clare
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...In Paris she found Magnus, who was living in a garret apartment and paiting, an occupation for which he had no aptitude whatsoever. He let her sleep on a mattress by the window, and in the night, when she woke up screaming for Will, he came and put his arms around her, smelling of turpentine. The first one is always the hardest, he said. The first? The first one you love who dies, he said. It gets easier, after.

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