A chase? Ha, Jace could handle this. ...Well, maybe if the world wasn't lopsided and he wasn't so dizzy... He runs after Rayah anyway, focusing on her and her only.
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
I run out of breath catching it while holding on to the side of the bar. But Jace was right behind me. I started to run but then he grabbed my by the waist, pulling me in.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of
worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to
eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. — JRR Tolkien
