The chapter that tells all... Sorry no one got it a few got quite close...
Clary PoV- 1 year earlier
I was sitting on one of the wooden chairs in Pandemonium, my guitar I like to call 'Jerry'. It has dark wood, ox blood red wood, with stars carved around the sides and 'Morgenstern' written on the back. my brother Jon was next to me sitting and positioning the microphone where I could sing into it.
'Now for our favourite siblings... the Dynamic Duo! And why they call them selves that we do not know-' the speakers where blazing and all I could hear was the adrenalin rushing thorough my blood stream.
'Well me and my sister here, have always been best friends and in school our teachers always called us the 'Dynamic Duo' so it became a thing. I never did anything, it was Clare-bear here putting frogs in the soccer player trows- OWWWW!' He screeched leaving a metallic clanging echeoing around the club, 'Seems my -ughh- beloved sis doesn't like me telling you where she put them. Sheputtheminthefrontofthepants!' The ending he rushed resulting in a glare from me. 'Well best get on with it! This is a cover of ,originally,Simon and Garfunkel's 'Sound of Silence'. But of course we're recreating Desterbed's one so... yeah!'
I started the opening cords of the song my fingers playing the well known cords of my favourite song. Me and my brother starting singing.
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said "The words of the prophets
Are written on subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence"
After the last cords of the song was played I looked up to see my big brother grinning at me his eyes were green like my own. That was the last song I sung with him. The last song I sung in front of anyone. I should have known to not let him leave. But he died and I didn't even fight a lot. I should have fought.