Shadowhunters city of lost souls5/21/2023 ![]() ![]() Numbly he put his hand to the metal mezuzah affixed to the right side of the doorway. A hamesh, the Hand of God, covered the peephole. Tefillin were bound to the doorknob and knocker. ![]() The door was covered with signs-Stars of David splashed on in paint, the incised shape of the symbol for Chai, life. ![]() As he stood in the cold autumn air, staring in front of him, he knew it had not lasted long enough. He had made her forget that he was a vampire, using glamour, but he had not known how long the glamour would last. The last time he had seen his mother, she had called him a monster and prayed at him that he would go away. He had never imagined a day when the door of the house would be closed to him. Here he had kissed Clary for the first time. In this house his whole family had sat shivah after his father had died. He’d played on the street under the leafy shade of the trees in the summer, and had made improvised sleds out of garbage can lids in the winter. He had grown up within the walls of the Brooklyn row house. This was the place his parents had brought him home to when he was born. Simon stood and stared numbly at the front door of his house. ![]()
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