Cassandra
just published in his livejournal every postcard that has been giving away in their U.S. tour promoting City of Fallen Angels, and promised that when the tour ended the share online to all people who could not go to these book signings and here we bring you and we translated, and with them we can get a story:)
Postal 1:
Hi Guys!
Wish you were here, except not really. We we're having fun. Look at this - the pyramids.
- Alec and Magnus.
Postal 2:
Dear Alec and Magnus,
'm Izzy. I received your postcard. Glad you what you are doing well. Nothing has happened here - Clary's mother is going to marry a werewolf. I think you guys should marry well. I'm thinking of organizing it. I love organize parties.
- Isabelle.
Postal 3:
ABORTION! ABORTION!
Isabelle, have you gone crazy?
-Alec. Postal
4:
Dear A & M,
I talked to the manager of Beauty Bar because I see you finally getting married to a beautiful pink backdrop, but he does not think we can put more than fifty people inside and I thought about three hundred. What you seem to marry in the park? It might be cold, but you might lead to the ceremony with a horse carriage. How would you feel to wear wedding crown?
-Isabelle.
Postal 5:
Dear Alec,
As parabatai your best friend and I feel offended that you asked me to be your best man at the wedding. Et tu, brutus.
- Jace.
Alec has really upset him.
has not washed her hair in 3 days.
- Clary. Postal
6:
Jace,
No wedding! For Isabelle! Sit on top of it if you must. Just stop it from whatever you are doing or I can not ever return home.
- Alec. Postal
7:
Dear Alec and Magnus,
I know that we are not close friends, but Isabelle has just passed by house to leave a pleated orange velvet tuxedo she says I have to use at your wedding. Is not it, and if so, why orange?
- Simon. Postal
8:
Dear Alec and Magnus,
This is the first of five postcards. Do not get mad or anything, but I need to send me $ 150,000 to cover the costs of:
1) 2 diamond crowns.
2) 20 peacocks.
3) 300 chocolate candies in the shape of your head.
4) My dress.
5) 500 pounds of glitter.
6) A white horse
(more to come in other post)
- Isabelle. Postal
9:
Dear Isabelle,
Alec is about to have an anxiety attack. If you do not desist immediately to plan my wedding with your brother, and fly back to Manhattan Institute. Church will become a beast of a cat who stirs up the streets of Manhattan stepping Mundane. And you do fat.
Love,
Magnus. Postal
10:
Dear Alec and Magnus,
How are you? Everything is good here. Thanks for the postcard with a picture of Taj Mahal. It's nice. I see a bit exaggerated. To make it up, I'm going to redecorate the free Magnus loft.
- Izzy.
What do you think these cards? I can not stop laughing! : D
* Translation of "The Mortal Instruments News in English", if you get info, name the source. :)
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