Just Snow And Sapphire And Ink.

Sometimes I Wondered If I Was Seeing The Same Things Through My Eyes That The Rest Of The World Was Seeing Through Theirs. Maybe There Was A Glitch In My Brain.

The Seeker Needed A Nice Long Lifetime Eating Sunshine.

Yes Rosalie, We All Know How Proficient Of An Assassin You Are.

The Story Was A Sleeping Girl In A Narrow Bed Dark Hair Thick And Wild And Twisted Like Seaweed Across The Pillow... Bella's Lullaby

Someone Has To Spread The Good News That We Survived.