My eyes click open when I remember something. My heart starts beating faster and I step away from Jace, backing away slowly, looking around me over-protectively.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night. — Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart