Sighing, I close the door behind us and sit down on his lap instead, facing him. I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes for just a second.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I smile at him, my whole world stopping, not believing I'd ever found someone like him. He makes me feel comfortable...safe. And we're practically the same.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Maybe what most people wanted wasn't immortality and fame, but the reassurance that their existence had meant something. No matter how long... or how brief. Maybe being eternal meant becoming a story worth telling. — Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Nectar of Immortality
