idris

Biting's excellent. It's like kissing - only there is a winner.

Idris had been green and gold and russet in the autumn, when Clary had first been there. It had a stark grandeur in the winter: the mountains rose in the distance, capped white with snow, and the trees along the side of the road that led back to Alicante from the lake were stripped bare, their leafless branches making lace-like patterns against the bright sky.Sometimes Jace would slow the horse to point out the manor houses of the richer Shadowhunter families, hidden from the road when the trees were full but revealed now. She felt his shoulders tense as they passed one that nearly melded with the forest around it: it had clearly been burned and rebuilt. Some of the stones still bore the black marks of smoke and fire. __he Blackthorn manor,_ he said. __hich means that around this bend in the road is _ He paused as Wayfarer summited a small hill, and reined him in so they could look down to where the road split in two. One direction led back toward Alicante _ Clary could see the demon towers in the distance _ while the other curled down toward a large building of mellow golden stone, surrounded by a low wall. _ _ the Herondale manor,_ Jace finished.The wind picked up; icy, it ruffled Jace__ hair. Clary had her hood up, but he was bare-headed and bare-handed, having said he hated wearing gloves when horseback riding. He liked to feel the reins in his hands. __id you want to go and look at it?_ she asked.His breath came out in a white cloud. ____ not sure.

Mzatal gave a decisive nod. __ willmanage this. It cannot continue to interferewith his work. Too much is at stake.__ raised an eyebrow. __ow do youintend to manage it?___ will tell him the truth and outline theconsequences.__ was surprised Mzatal didn__ shrivelaway from the look I gave him. __ude.Seriously? You expect him to stopcrushing on me because you forbid it?__zatal frowned, contemplative.__erhaps not ideal given the entanglementof human emotions, though there is no timefor it to drag on,_ he said, as if he actuallyknew what he was talking about. __f heknows you have no interest and sees howhis distractions have affected his work, hewill subside enough for now.__y withering look became glacial.__oss, you__e completely awesome inmany ways, but you are so off-base withthis it__ not even funny._ I rolled my eyes.____e already ramped __o Interest_ up toeleven on the dial and, at this point, hedoesn__ care if his work suffers._ I took abig gulp of coffee, then ran my fingersthrough my tangled hair. __et me deal withit. Normally I__ not into directconfrontation with this sort of shit, butthere__ isn__ enough time for it to fizzle outon its own.__zatal regarded me with that damnedunreadable mask which he__ slipped on asI was talking. Great. Lords weren__ muchon being told they were wrong, but it hadto be said.