Clary adjusted the straps of her worn backpack as she stepped off the bus and onto the cracked pavement of Hathien. The city was alive in a way she had never experienced—chaotic, grimy, and humming with an energy that made her heart race. It smelled of sweat, decay, and freedom. She ran a hand through her freshly dyed hair, the pale pink strands s…[Read more]

Clary adjusted the straps of her worn backpack as she stepped off the bus and onto the cracked pavement of Hathien. The city was alive in a way she had never experienced—chaotic, grimy, and humming with an energy that made her heart race. It smelled of sweat, decay, and freedom. She ran a hand through her freshly dyed hair, the pale pink strands s…[Read more]

Clary adjusted the straps of her worn backpack as she stepped off the bus and onto the cracked pavement of Hathien. The city was alive in a way she had never experienced—chaotic, grimy, and humming with an energy that made her heart race. It smelled of sweat, decay, and freedom. She ran a hand through her freshly dyed hair, the pale pink strands s…[Read more]

Clary adjusted the straps of her worn backpack as she stepped off the bus and onto the cracked pavement of Hathien. The city was alive in a way she had never experienced—chaotic, grimy, and humming with an energy that made her heart race. It smelled of sweat, decay, and freedom. She ran a hand through her freshly dyed hair, the pale pink strands s…[Read more]

Clary adjusted the straps of her worn backpack as she stepped off the bus and onto the cracked pavement of Hathien. The city was alive in a way she had never experienced—chaotic, grimy, and humming with an energy that made her heart race. It smelled of sweat, decay, and freedom. She ran a hand through her freshly dyed hair, the pale pink strands s…[Read more]