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" Nina bobo, ni ni bobo," he was singing in his deep, beautiful voice, an Indonesian lullaby, much older than Magnus himself. He rocked their child in his arms. Max was waving his hands as though to conduct the song, or to catch the firefly-bright and cobalt-blue sparks of magic floating around the room. Magnus was smiling down at Max, a small, tender, and impossibly sweet smile, even as he sang.
Alec meant to let them be and return to bed, but Magnus paused in his song and tossed Alec a glance as though he knew he'd been watching.
Alec leaned in the doorway of the bedroom, resting his hand over his head against the doorframe. "Is that your bapak?" he said to Max.
After some consideration, Max said, "Bapak."
The look Magnus gave Alec was golden as a coin, as Nephilim wedding cloth, as the morning light through the windows of home. "
― Cassandra Clare , The Lost Book of the White (The Eldest Curses, #2)
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" Alec," Kadir said, very intensely. "I also must speak to you about "The Very Small Mouse Who Went a Very Long Way," by Courtney Gray Wiese."
"What about it?" Alec said.
"You did not tell me," Kadir said. "You did not warn me sufficiently."
"We tried," said Alec.
In bleak tones, Kadir recited, "The finest mouse will go neglected/Who is not often disinfected."
"It's hard to prepare someone for it," Alec said. "You kind of have to experience it for yourself."
"Indeed," said Kadir. "I am glad for "Where the Wild Things Are," at least. I have learned, after all these years, where the wild things are. They are in this Institute. "
― Cassandra Clare , The Lost Book of the White (The Eldest Curses, #2)
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" Magnus hesitated. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “We’ve been rushing around getting ready to leave, and I haven’t so much as googled the word Svefnthorn.”
“I googled it,” Jace said, to Alec’s surprise. “While we were getting our stuff together.”
“You,” said Alec, “googled it.”
“Yeah,” said Jace. “It sounded Norse, so I went into the library and looked it up in the Saga Concordances. Like a normal person. That’s googling, right?”
“More or less,” said Simon. "
― Cassandra Clare , The Lost Book of the White (The Eldest Curses, #2)
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" The window slid upward. Fire woke in both of Magnus's palms, and magic blazed in the dark, sapphire-blue.
A figure pulled its torso through the window and then froze. Framed in the opening was a Shadowhunter in full demon-hunting gear, bow looped over one shoulder. He looked surprised.
"Uh, hi," said Alec Lightwood. "I'm home. Please don't shoot me with magical rays."
Magnus waved with both hands, blue lights paling, then winking out, leaving faint traces of smoke curling around his fingers. "You usually use the door."
"Sometimes I like the change of pace." Alec pulled himself the rest of the way in and closed the window behind him. Magnus gave him a look. "Okay. Truth. A demon ate my keys."
"We go through so many keys. "
― Cassandra Clare , The Lost Book of the White (The Eldest Curses, #2)
