CONTAINS SPOILERS. ONLY READ IF YOU HAVE FINISHED ENTIRE SERIES.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Enjoy;)
My name is Ivy Katerina Wisp.
I gave the name to myself. (All except for Katerina)
I am, and am not Nephilim.
I have no family.
I trust not one being on this earth.
I am always running.
I live out of fear.
I have learned to treat everyone as an enemy.
I don't keep friends.
I live in hiding.
I don't trust the Clave
I despise Shadowhunters, especially Valentine.
I despise downworlders, the little wretches.
I //hate// demons, [they always spoil my morning tea].
I am afraid of the Angels, they look at me in disgust.
But most of all, I absolutely detest a single individual...
Jace Morgenstern.
I don't care what you say he is, he will ALWAYS be a Morgenstern. Not a Lightwood, Herondale, Wayland. No. Always a Morgenstern.
I despise him so, because he made me suffer; because I fear him. He has the power to destroy me, but if I destroy him; I am also nonexistent. I wish him dead because he is a part of my troubled past, which inevitably intertwines him into my future.
He is what keeps me to the ground, but allows me to fly high above the clouds.
He has given me life from darkness, but cursed me with the same darkness in which I had been freed from.
I loathe him though, most of all, because he is my eternal weakness.
And weakness deals a deadly blow.
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She walks down the musty streets of New York. It was misty and grey, filled oddly with silence. Not that she minded, but she felt a small itch- an instinct if you allow, that told her to hasten. Consumed by her thoughts, she doesn't notice the darting shadows that slithered in the alleyways...
