“Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?” (OTA)

[nephilimson]

Jace wandered the village. This weekend was far less interesting than the last had been. And this village was no New York. He had very little to do and no other Shadowhunters to do it with. He was almost tempted to go into that Fangtasia just to see what Downworlders needed a bar for.

For the moment, he was at the playground of all places in his gear, armed just because it was habit. But he swung on a swing, perhaps trying to go high enough to swing over in an entire circle. Maybe he really was seventeen after all.

*quote from Nietsche