A/N I AM SO SICK OF WRITING THIS: I AM NOT STEPHANIE MEYER!

Book of the update: Silksinger by Laini Taylor

Chapter 10

I've been walking for days now, at least. I'm not tired, but I am hungry. I won't eat. I won't. I won't be a murderer.

A crackling leaf makes me turn my head and end up face-to-face with a man. He has red eyes, but they don't frighten me. I look him right in the eye. "Excuse me."

He moves aside slightly. "Pardon."

I nod and begin to walk past him when he grabs my arm. "What?" I say, looking at him. "What do you want?"

"You're lost." It's not a question. I nod slightly, still not breaking my gaze. "Where are you from?"

"I can't remember." I say truthfully.

He smiles kindly at me. "Do you know your name?"

I think of the letter, still hidden in my pocket. "Alice. And you are…."

"Jasper."

A/N Ugh….I didn't feel like writing today…. Can you tell?