I feel my skin burning and I wince, glancing around the room for any sunlight. It burns even more and I scream, seeing a vervain plant across the room and swallow, "V-Vervain."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
“Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.
I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.” — Richard Siken