mardi 24 mai 2011

Teaser Clockwork Prince

Nouveau Teaser en bas de l'article sur Will et Tessa

Quelques teasers que Cassandra a révélé sur ce tome:

 * "What desperation drove you to me, in the middle of the night, in a rainstorm ? What has changed at the Institute ? I can only think of one thing..."

 *  - "But you are much prettier," Jem said

 * - Will: "“Tess,” he said, and she thought, once again, how no one but him ever called her that. “That is all I think about.

 * - Tessa: “Jem !” she cried again, and when he did not look up, she strode across the room, and wrenched the bow out of his hand. “Jem, stop !
 *  "“I would die for you, you know that." - unattributed. Clockwork Prince. There, distracted I hope !

 *  “They’re not hideous,” said Tessa. 
Will blinked at her. “What?” 

“Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.” 

“I spoke,” said Will, in sepulchral tones, “of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.” 

Tessa snorted. “And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?” 

“Mauve,” said Will.

 * Will's voice dropped. “Everyone makes mistakes, Jem.”
  “Yes,” said Jem. “You just make more of them than most people.”
  “I —”
  “You hurt everyone,” said Jem. “Everyone whose life you touch.”
  “Not you,” Will whispered. “I hurt everyone but you. I never meant to hurt you.”
  Jem put his hands up, pressing his palms against his eyes. “Will —”
  “You can’t never forgive me,” Will said in disbelief, hearing the panic tinging his own voice. “I’d be —”
  “Alone?” Jem lowered his hand, but he was smiling now, crookedly. “And whose fault is that ?”  

* “Say something in Mandarin,” said Tessa, with a smile. 
  Jem said something that sounded like a lot of breathy vowels and consonants run together, his voice rising    and falling melodically: “Ni hen piao liang.” 
  “What did you say?” Tessa was curious. 
  “I said your hair is coming undone — here,” he said, and reached out and tucked an escaping curl back  behind   her ear. Tessa felt the blood spill hot up into her face, and was glad for the dimness of the carriage.  “You have to be careful with it,” he said, taking his hand back, slowly, his fingers lingering against her cheek.

Yes, what he actually says is "You are beautiful." But Tessa doesn't know that.

 * Magnus and ...? mid-book, about Will. 

“He’s Nephilim,” said his companion. “And you’ve never cared for them. How much did he pay you?” 
“Nothing,” said Magnus, and now he was not seeing anything that was there, not the river, not Will, only a wash of memories: eyes, faces, lips, receding into memory, love that he could no longer put a name to. “He did me a favor. One he doesn’t even remember.” 
“He’s very pretty. For a human.”
 “He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was before.”

Teaser du mois de mai sur Will et Tessa,passage qui se situe dans le milieu du livre:

Tessa pushed the carriage curtains aside. Outside she could see the gaslights going by in a yellow blur; two children were slumped in a doorway, leaning against each other, asleep. Temple Bar flew by overhead.

“Have you ever thought of transforming yourself into one of your parents?” Will asked. “Your mother, or father? It would give you access to their memories, wouldn’t it?”

She turned to look at him. “I have thought of it. Of course I have. But I have nothing of my father’s or mother’s. Everything that was packed in my trunks for the voyage here was discarded by the Dark Sisters.”

“What about your angel necklace?” Will asked. “Wasn’t that your mother’s?”

Tessa shook her head. “I tried. I — I could reach nothing of her in it. It has been mine so long, I think, that what made it hers has evaporated, like water.”

Will’s eyes were dark blue in the shadows. “Perhaps you are a clockwork girl. Perhaps Mortmain’s warlock father built you, and now Mortmain seeks the secret of how to create such a perfect facsimile of life when all he can build are hideous monstrosities. Perhaps all that beats beneath your chest is a heart made of metal.”

Tessa drew in a breath, feeling momentarily dizzy. His soft voice was so convincing, and yet — “No,” she said, sharply. “You forget, I remember my childhood. Mechanical creatures do not change or grow. Nor would that explain my ability.”

“I know,” said Will, with a grin that flashed white in the darkness. “I only wanted to see if I could convince *you*.”

Tessa looked at him steadily. “I am not the one of us who has no heart.”
It was too dim in the carriage for her to tell, but she sensed that he had flushed, as he did when startled or upset, across the tops of his cheekbones. To her surprise, he reached out a gloved hand for her. It just brushed the edges of her curls, the kid leather smooth against her cheek — and the carriage wheels came to a jerking halt. They had arrived.

Nouveau Teaser du 19 Mai :
"Knowing Jem would arrive next, Tessa stepped away from Will hastily, though nothing improper had transpired between them at all." — CP1

Nouveau Teaser du 24 Mai :
"It did not help that Jem had not been there. She had wanted to badly to speak to him today."

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