I see Indigo pull out one of Jace's shoes And I shake my head at him, chuckling. I slowly move Jace's arms off me and slip off the couch, standing and walking downstairs.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
What holds you betwixt panic and serenity? That is, if it's not among the many querulous quagmires unfit for elaboration. — soundofmind as Emiliano Achillinus