The Nephilim discussion

Thousands of books adorn expensive, mahogany bookshelves, their faded covers facing out. A large table is positioned in the center of the library where Clave meetings are occasionally held. Plump, comfortable armchairs are clustered by a large window seat, providing a relaxing space to curl up with a good book.

Lilac was sitting in an armchair, book in her lap. Training had ended for her and now she was studying. Somehow she always forgot to study and made airy comments that didn't make sense. It was just her way. Lilac sniffed disdainfully.

She looked up at the sound of a boys voice. "Hello," she said quietly. Lilac continued reading about the history of Shadowhunters and how they had come to be. It was something she already knew but loved to reread.

Her green scarf kept getting in the way of the words. Finally she slammed the book shut in anger and gave a huff of frustration. Normally she could reign in on her temper but with fashion getting in the way of reading she couldn't help herself.