Dear Clary,
I know we didn't talk too much, but we had similar manga taste, which, in my book, makes you simply awesome. I know you're upset that you were never able to take me to that comic shop you told me about, but it's okay. Will you buy a comic book for me? I never did get to show you my collection.
I know you want revenge for everything Sebastian did. I want revenge, too. But please, please, don't be rash. Know your limits, Clary. You have potential to be a fighter, but you need to train first. Warriors aren't born. They're made, and not overnight, mind you.
Keep watch over my family, will you? I know they all act strong, like nothing can hurt them, but they do feel things. They're in mourning. There's so much mourning up here, Clary. So much white. It's depressing, though death can't really be described as happy, can it? It's fitting, appropriate, in a sad way.
Love,
Max