I look at him when he finishes and swallow, my eyes tearing up. I set a both hands on the sides of his head and take a deep breath, "I just want you to know I love you. Just in case."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I swallow and snap his neck, crying when I do it and laying beside him when he falls back. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face in his shirt, "Wake up. Jae, wake up."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Everything goes black for a while, numb. After what seems like a lifetime, my eyes flutter open and my throat aches with thirst. Taking in a breath, I bring a hand to it and swallow.
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
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