"They're not hideous" said Tessa.
Will blinked at her, "What?"
"Gideon and Gabriel,"said Tessa"They're really quite good looking, not hideous at all."
"I spoke," said Will in sepulchral tones, "of the pitch black inner depths of their soul"
Tessa snorted."And what color do you suppose the depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?"
"Mauve" said Will
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Will Herondale's collection of poems
FanfictionHey guys, this is a collection of all of Will's poems from the infernal devices. I do not own the right to any of these poems, all of these rights belong to Cassandra Clare
