I nod, "I do." I smiled. I poured myself some and it started to snow outside. Jaz let out a shiver and I made her some hot cocoa. I kneeled next to her. "Here." She took it almost instantly and I leaned back taking a sip of my Coffee.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
“Can a magician kill a man by magic?” Lord Wellington asked Strange.
Strange frowned. He seemed to dislike the question. “I suppose a magician might,” he admitted, “but a gentleman never could.” — Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell