A chase? Ha, Jace could handle this. ...Well, maybe if the world wasn't lopsided and he wasn't so dizzy... He runs after Rayah anyway, focusing on her and her only.
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
I run out of breath catching it while holding on to the side of the bar. But Jace was right behind me. I started to run but then he grabbed my by the waist, pulling me in.
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
