I swallow when I see her, the bite speeded all down her back, and she weakly opens her eyes, not looking at me but sensing we're here, "I can't fight it," She whispers, "I-It hurts..."
Not sure what to say, I look back at Jag, "What has she been doing?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them. — Henry David Thoreau, "Walden"