I finish and sit back in my chair, the dark room with one light overhwhelming me. I bring a hand to my forehead and close my eyes, biting my lip as I take a deep breath.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I wake in the morning, somehow in bed, and sit up. I see Louis and I flash a small smile, rubbing the sleep from my eyes before running a hand through my hair.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I study him before thinking and closing my eyes again, "A future. A family," I sigh, "To start over. Not have to worry about someone trying to kill or capture me."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good... then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor - such is my idea of happiness. — Leo Tolstoy
