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The Sisters Vanished Entirely Then, And Aunt Harriet Was Standing Over Tessa, Her Face Flushed With Fever As It Had Been During The Terrible Illness That Had Killed Her. She Looked At Tessa With Great Sadness. "i Tried," She Said. "i Tried To Love You. But It Isn't Easy To Love A Child That Isn't Human In The Least...." "not Human?" Said An Unfamiliar Female Voice. "well, If She Isn't Human, Enoch, What Is She?" The Voice Sharpened In Impatience. "what Do You Mean, You Don't Know? Everyone's Something. This Girl Can't Be Nothing At All.

We’re Nephilim. Every One Of Our Life’s Passages Has Some Mystical Component — Our Births, Our Deaths, Our, Marriages, Everything Has A Ceremony And A Rune. There Is One As Well If You Wish To Become Someone’s Parabatai. It’s No Small Commitment.

You Swore To Stay With Me,” He Said. “when We Made Our Oath, As Parabatai. Our Souls Are Knit. We Are One Person, James.” “we Are Two People,” Said Jem. “two People With A Covenant Between Us.” Will Knew He Sounded Like A Child, But He Could Not Help It. “a Covenant That Says You Must Not Go Where I Cannot Come With You.” “until Death,” Jem Replied Gently. “those Are The Words Of The Oath. ‘until Aught But Death Part Thee And Me.’ Someday, Will, I Will Go Where None Can Follow Me, And I Think It Will Be Sooner Rather Than Later.

One Thing You'll Learn As You Get Older, Simon, Is That When People Tell You Something Unpleasant About Themselves, It's Usually True.

Our Souls Are Knit. We Are One Person, James.