I see her and drop before her, her face literally white, and her lips white on the outside and pink-ish inside. I swallow and scoop her up, "Halee?" I shake her, "Wake up."
She doesn't move and I shake her again.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind