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- "So what's it like knowing you're a telepath?" she asked, staring at the stars.
- "Realizing I am an illusionist was delightful. Telepathy has more . . . teeth to it."
- "Teeth?"
- Jace crossed his arms and stared upward at the sky. "Minds are absurdly delicate. Everything that makes a person who they are is as fragile as a cobweb."
- "You're a sledgehammer surrounded by cobwebs," she said plainly. "You realize that, right?"
- "A goddamn sledgehammer," Jace mused, a little pit of dread opening in his guts.
- ***
- He saw the outline of her mind but dared not peek inside. It was curves and nooks and swirls of delicate glassy strands. Vraska had no idea how fragile her mind was, just as he had no concept of how easily she could turn him to stone.
- SOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY
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