I would like to write the kind of review this book deserves, but everything hurts - and forcing myself to reflect on the events in this book again in the future, will drag all these feelings back up and I don't know if my soul can handle being shred apart like that twice. So, I'm going to word vomit in haste, and when I'm done: pretend that ending never happened. 
 Because this is the second book in this series, please don't read this unless you've read Lady Midnight. I would be fairly hesitant to read this if you haven't read Lord of Shadows either. Yeah, just don't continue reading unless you've read both. 
 This book was so much better than Lady Midnight, this trilogy is a force to be reckoned with and I genuinely don't know how I'm going to be emotionally prepare myself to read Cassandra Clare's later work. 
 The Shadowhunter world is a world I will always love, the previous generations of shadowhunters (especially TID characters) will always have a special place in my shattered heart, the mere glimpse of a life after TID: at future generations, AND returning to the London Institute was something I was not ready for (yeah, I know the London bridge is on the cover. I just won't ever be ready for that, okay?). The places this book took place in were so magnificently well written and ridiculously immersive. I know I say things along the lines of this a lot, but I was genuinely shocked to find myself again, on a couch in the lounge (am I ever really anywhere else besides this and the kitchen?) and not, dancing at a faerie revel in the Unseelie Court. 
 One thing I love most about this series, (aside from Cassandra Clare having the ability to play puppeteer on my heart) is the diversity. Diversity in ethnicity and sexuality, and most recently - gender. The revelation of a trans character was amazing and I needed to take a pause while reading to bask in the happiness of transgender representation. 
 I SHIP ALL THE SHIPS even the little ones. The relationships all offer something different, the dire need to love someone that hurt your family to hold everything together, the sense of familiarity and a need for the security in a history once shared, the anguish in wanting the one person you shouldn't have, the anger in a love so deep being considered wrong, the unyielding trust and love in friendship and family, and the sense of belonging with a group of characters enough to consider them family. 
 I could talk about each of the interpersonal relationships between all of the characters, and the love web, but I won't - because once I open that door, I won't be closing it. 
 I'll run my finger tip along that door handle by saying: If Christina, Kieran, and Mark were to go into a poly relationship, I wouldn't mind. 
 I just want the Blackthron family to be safe and happy. (Herondale, Emma, and Kieran included). 
 Oh yeah, and that Parabati thing? The thing the Seelie Queen told Julian, fuck off. Don't you dare. I will burn all my Shadowhunter books if it goes down that track. 
 K. word vomit done. Crying this much has exhausted me and I'm ready for bed. Though I'm probably going to spend the next hour looking at TDA fan art and memes on tumblr and pinterest.