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Cassandra Claire Posted An Outtake of the First Chapter Of CoG, Here Is What She Saids About the outtakes....

I decided to put up a few outtakes of scenes that never made it into the finished version of Glass. Here's one that you can compare to the current first chapter of Glass to see the differences. In this version, Jace takes Simon to Idris against his will and leaves Clary behind; in the later version, that's not what happens to Simon and Jace has much less of a diabolical plan. Also, in this version, there's a bit more Magnus.

I LOVE me some More Magnus LoL. . Enjoy....

WARNING: SLIGHTLY MORE SERIOUS MAGNUS!!! (But His Clothes Are still Glittery Fabulous. )




It took Clary several moments to peel the glamour off the Institute today. It felt as if another layer of disguise had been added to the old cathedral, like a new coat of paint. Scraping it off with her mind felt hard, even painful. Finally it was gone and she could see the church as it was. The high wooden doors gleamed as if they'd just been polished.
She put her hand to the knob. I am Clary Fairchild, one of the Nephilim, and I ask entrance to the Institute —
The door swung open. Clary stepped inside. She looked around, blinking, trying to identify what it was that felt somehow different about the cathedral's interior —
She realized it as the door swung shut behind her, prisoning her in a blackness relieved only by the dim glow of the rose window far overhead. She had never been inside the entrance to the Institute when there had not been dozens of flames lit in the elaborate candelabras lining the aisle between the pews.
She took her witchlight stone out of her pocket and held it up. Light blazed from it, sending shining spokes of illumination flaring out from between her fingers. It lit the dusty corners of the cathedral's interior as she made her way to the elevator set into the wall near the bare altar. She jabbed impatiently at the call button.
Nothing happened. After half a minute went by, she pressed the button again — and again. She laid her ear to the elevator door and listening. Not a sound. The Institute had gone dark and silent, like a mechanical doll whose clockwork heart had finally run down.
Clary took a step back and collapsed into one of the pews. The seat was hard, narrow and uncomfortable, but she barely noticed. They were gone. Gone to Idris, where she couldn't follow. Gone out of her life, taking Simon to where she couldn't protect him. She remembered Magnus saying, "When your mother fled from the Shadow World, it was them she was hiding from. Not the demons. The Shadowhunters." He had been right, and she had been wrong to trust the Nephilim. She had thought the Lightwoods cared about her, but all that mattered to any of them was their precious Clave. Even Jace —
At that thought, her throat contracted and she felt the tears come in a hot flood. She sat sobbing, clutching the witchlight stone to her chest, where it pulsed and glowed like a heart. Jace. How could he do this to her?
"Clary." The soft voice came unexpectedly out of the silence behind her, making her whirl around in her seat. A tall figure stood behind her, arms and legs like long ungainly spokes. He wore a black velvet suit over a shimmering emerald green shirt and a number of brightly jeweled rings glittered on his narrow fingers. There were fancy boots involved as well, and a deal of glitter.
"Magnus?" Clary whispered.
"Clary, my darling." His voice was as musical as ever. He sat down next to her in the pew, his cloak moving around him like smoke. "Are you all right?"
"No. They're gone — and they took Simon — Jace called me and he said — he said —"
"I know," Magnus said. "It was a dirty trick to play. A Clave sort of trick. He has a lot of his father in him, your brother Jonathan."
A day before, an hour even. Clary would have told him not to say something like that. Now she just bit her lip. "Isn't there anything I can do?" she burst out. "There must be some way to get to Idris —"
She turned to him. "But you —"
"I'd have to disobey a direct order of the Clave to take you to Idris, Clary," Magnus said. "I like you, but not that much."
She gave a choked laugh. "What about a Portal? If I could get to a Portal?"
"You can't. The Portals at Renwick's and Madam Dorothea's were destroyed, and I've no idea where any other Portals might be. That sort of information is closely guarded. And I have to tell you, Clary —"
"Let me guess. The Clave has instructed you not to help me in any way." Clary spoke bitterly. "I know how they work by now. If Jace made some sort of deal with them, then they were probably pretty thorough in giving him what he asked for."
"What did he ask for?" Magnus asked, his cat's eyes sparking with curiosity.
"I think he told them that he'd bring them Simon if they could promise I'd be kept out of whatever's going on in Idris," Clary said, almost reluctantly.
Magnus' mouth quirked up at the corner. "He must really love you."
"No," Clary said. "I think he just doesn't want me around."
Magnus muttered something. It sounded like an exasperated expletive followed by the word Shadowhunters, but Clary couldn't be sure. "Look," he said. "I'll do one thing, I'll tell you the name of the warlock who helped your mother. It's Fell. Ragnor Fell. I'll do what I can to contact him, and I'll make sure Jace knows that Fell is the one he needs to seek out. Beyond that, I think Jace is probably right. Stay out of what's going on in Idris — it's going to be a political disaster area."
She looked up at him. The light of the witchlight stone caught the edges of his sharp cheekbones and the gold in his cat eyes. "But Simon," she said. "Do you think he'll be all right?"
"I'm sure he'll be fine," Magnus said, but she had caught the slight hesitation in his voice before he spoke. She said nothing in reply, just turned the witchlight stone over in her fingers, watching the light flicker across the dark green material of her coat. Just an hour ago, she'd been so happy to put it on —
"Simon is something very special, Clary," added Magnus. "A vampire who can withstand daylight. He's not helpless. He may not need your protection. He would do well to learn to use the gifts he has." He stood up, a spectacularly tall and thin figure, dark and spidery in the dim light. "As would you."

She really did start CoG pretty differently. I wonder how Simon ends up getting to Idris and whether he gets captured or goes there and gets caught. And it is a serious side of Magnus, without the witty humor we usually see him use.

Haha I loved it when he called her Clary darling. I don't know why, I just did.

It is a lot different. I like that she changed it because the plan Jace had changes. That was just really low, no matter what he was really trying to do.

ugh the whole book just needs to land in my hands now. march needs to speed towards us.

I agree with you guys in saying that it would've been a very different turn to take. Also, with the series centering around Clary and her NOT being in Idris, we'd have a pretty boring book.

Maybe she'd go and find daddeh and have a chat.

Or it'd be like an episode of Dragon Ball Z where they all can't just fight the bad guy, but they have to wait for Goku to arrive and do it for them.

I do like the serious!Magnus. Even if he is in what I picture to be a trademark 'ludicrous' looking suit. As a warlock living forever and ever, he'd have to have that timeless wisdom behind that witty front that he's adapted from the modern age. Every now and then it's nice to see someone turn that 'off' so to speak.

But I'm sure we'll be able to see lots of serious mags in ID when those books are released.

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"Simon is something very special, Clary," added Magnus. "A vampire who can withstand daylight. He's not helpless. He may not need your protection. He would do well to learn to use the gifts he has." He stood up, a spectacularly tall and thin figure, dark and spidery in the dim light. "As would you."

I do hope that theme makes it through the book though. Clary's gotta step up! And Simon too.

Another Outtake... ENJOY!!!

Kind Of A Continuation Of the last outtake, But Its Pretty Much Only Clary Evaluating The Things That Are happening.
.... READ IT!

As would you. Clary lay on her back, staring sleeplessly up at the
ceiling of Luke’s spare room. She had no idea what Magnus might have
meant by that. Her gift was for runes, and she didn’t see how that
would help in her current situation. Besides, her ability was still
fairly uncontrolled — she shivered a little, thinking about the way
she’d destroyed Valentine’s ship, leaving nothing but layers of ash
and torn slabs of metal floating on top of the gray waters of the East
River. She hadn’t even meant to do it, not really …
She turned on her side, wrapping her arms around herself. She hadn’t
even bothered to change into her pajamas when she’d gotten back to
Luke’s; she’d just thrown herself on her bed, fully dressed. Luke had
been waiting for her on the sofa with a bag of takeout Chinese and
that “Let’s Talk” expression that parents always got when you really
didn’t want to talk. She’d turned down the food and the conversation
in favor of lying on the pullout bed in the spare room and staring dry-
eyed at the wall. She couldn’t even cry any more. She’d cried herself
out. Now she just felt empty and furious, conscious of a desire to
smash things with her bare hands to let her fury out. Except that
smashing Luke’s stuff wouldn’t really make her feel better. If only
she had some of Jace’s things. Smashing those might help.
She sat up. She did have a t-shirt he’d lent her once, she thought.
Maybe ripping it seam from seam would relieve her feelings. Her duffel
bag was in the closet; she dragged it out and knelt down to sift
through the contents. It was weird, she reflected, living out of a bag
for all this time; she supposed she might as well unpack, hang her
stuff up in Luke’s closet, but that would feel so permanent…
She tossed aside a bookmarked copy of Angel Sanctuary with a frown. It
had once been one of her favorites, but since it was a manga about a
brother who was in love with his sister, it probably wasn’t the right
reading material these days. Underneath it was her drawing pad, open
to a picture she’d drawn of Madam Dorothea’s tarot card, the Ace of
Cups.
Frowning, she picked up the pad and gazed down at the sketch. She
hadn’t colored it yet, but she thought she’d caught the energy of the
drawing, the hand gripping the stem of the cup so tightly the knuckles
seemed to bulge. She remembered the way the drawing had rippled and
changed under her hand as she’d looked at it, the Cup changing from a
painted representation to the real thing…
She sat up straight, her heart suddenly pounding. What her mother had
done — trapping the image of something real inside a drawing — it
wasn’t something Clary had ever done, but it was certainly close.
Clearly, the gift she had, of drawing and of runes, was derived from
her mother. If her mother could trap reality in a drawing, than
couldn’t there be a way…?
Clary stood up, dropping the sketchpad onto her bed, and began a mad
hunt for her stele. She found it finally, under a scarf casually
tossed on top of her nightstand. She wondered vaguely if perhaps real
Shadowhunters treated their steles with more respect — if Jace was
here she’d probably get a lecture — but the thought passed out of her
mind as soon as she lifted the stele and realized it was vibrating, as
if it could sense her excitement.
Tightening her grip on it, she turned to face the wall. Luke had never
really decorated this room, and the wall was bare except for a Chinese
fan pinned up in a corner. The pale blue paint was peeling slightly.
She tightened her grip on the stele and it vibrated harder. Steady on,
she told herself. If she was going to do this, she had to be very
careful. She remembered the shudder Valentine’s ship had given as it
wrenched itself apart, depositing everyone on it into freezing water.
Control, she thought. That’s the key here. Control . . .

Ugh, even though its an outtake, I'm really anxious to know what she's about to do.

The part about the manga with a boy in love with his sister made me chuckle.

Oh, and I'm glad she didn't get around to ripping his shirt.

Thanks so much for these outtakes! I've never seen them before. I think clary is going to draw a rune that will basically be a portal to Idris. Jace will be furious with her. haha. Either that or she will draw Idris and "jump in" to the drawing, though I doubt that. I suppose its possible though, since she could put her hand into the paper to get the mortal cup.

Totally a portal

But I'm glad this is an outtake, like I said before, just more Clary talking to herself doesn't necessarily move the plot forward.
Unless the book is mercifully THREE DAYS WORTH OF PAGES, like A MILLION PAGES TO READ
Yes, happiness.

Another Outtake!!! Here's What Cassandra Said About It:
This is from the middle of the book. Also, a scene — a plotline, in fact — that now never actually happens.

Enjoy!!!!

Simon knew the wind blowing in from the flat plains around Alicante
was cold, even though he couldn’t feel it; it smelled cold, like
winter and snow and dead leaves. It lifted his hair and blew it across
his eyes, a fringe of black thread hiding his view of the city.
When he opened his eyes, Luke was standing next to him with his hand
on his shoulder. “The others are here,” he said. “Are you ready to go,
Simon?”
They were standing on a jut of rock just below the North Gate; below
them was a flat, grassy expanse cut through by a dirt road that
disappeared into woods a few hundred yards away. When they’d come
through the gate, the road had been empty; now it was full of wolves,
their eyes like silver coins glittering in the starlight. A chill
slipped up Simon’s spine — he couldn’t help remembering that night in
the Dumort when the wolves had come crashing in like avenging angels
with eyes full of blood. He could smell their wildness now, their
ferocity, and something twisted inside him, a sort of instinctive
repulsion, a tiny voice that said, these are wolves, the hated, the
enemy.
He ignored it. “I’m ready.”
Luke’s hand tightened on his shoulder, then let him go. “Good boy.”
Simon climbed down the rocks and dropped onto the road; he still
marveled sometimes at how his new body worked, at the way that landing
was strangely cushioned now, as if he were dropping onto springs. The
wolves — there were about a half dozen of them, he saw now — recoiled,
growling softly. All except one, a sleek golden wolf with a pattern of
dark brown markings along its sides. As it moved toward Simon it
seemed to shimmer, rising and uncoiling, and then it was Maia,
standing barefoot on the dirt road in a ragged gray-brown dress. Her
corkscrewing curls were wild, her eyes wide and startled.
“Simon!” she said, her gaze darting between him and Luke. “I didn’t
think —”
“Didn’t think I’d obey Raphael’s summons?” he asked. “I didn’t have
much of a choice.”
“I didn’t think Clary would let you,” she amended. “She’s little, but
she’s stubborn.” She turned to Luke. “Are we sure this is a good
idea?"

*DRAMATIC MUSIC* Short YET interesting

Interesting...but we don't really have much to go off of from this outtake. The last two outtakes were based in the beginning of CoG and we already had chapter 1 to compare them to. These outtakes are cool and all, but they don't have as much wow as the other two did for me.

I completely Agree, Maybe if we had the CoG already in our hands it wouldn't be as bad cause we could see where the plot was taken instead of this... and we would have more of a concept of the book. And... Yea . Only having the 1st Chapter doesn't really explain this outtake .

I dunno. I find this interesting.
Of course I'm pro werewolf action! Yay!

But this doesn't happen, as noted. It'll be interesting to see where this COULD HAVE happened!
Like
Alternate DIMENSIONS of plot.
I envisioned a nice little scene from this in my mind.

I do hope we see more of Simon battling with this supposed 'instinct' to hate werewolves. As much as I"m into the lore, I still don't get why vamps and weres can't get along... except the vamps can get a little snobby

Pretty interesting, but we don't really get much out of it. Except I'm wondering what they mean by "Raphael's summons". I'm sure no one has any good speculations, though, considering we don't really know much about this bit. And it wouldn't matter anyhow, considering that it's not in the final....