Nic watches as the blue light shoots from his brother's hands with amazement and dares to stick one of his hands in the crossfire, chuckling at the tingling cold it gives off.
"Amazing." He whispers.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
"Okay so the most important thing in the strategy is to keep your mind blank, It might be hard but keep your head clear of any other thought. Stay calm." I said putting my hands in my pocket.
Nic took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Okay now what?" He asked.
I grinned. "Now inforce yourself. Just try to gather as much power as possible." He breathed in and I could already see the wall starting to form.
I nodded. "Now let the power go."
Then suddenly, the forcefeild sent me flying into the wall. I blinked a couple times and stood up. "Okay not that much." I laughed. I walked towards him and held my hand out. I stopped when I felt the wall. "Good. Just try too keep it in control when you let it go." I said smiling.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind