Sometimes The Best Hiding Place Is The

Do You Think I’ll Ever Get Better At This? That My Heart Might Someday Stop Trying To Jump Out Of My Chest Whenever You Touch Me?

So When He Touched Me, It Was Deeper And Slower Than The Wildfire, Like The Flow Of Molten Rock Far Beneath The Surface Of The Earth. Too Deep To Feel The Heat Of It, But It Moved Inexorably, Changing The Very Foundations Of The World With Its Advance.

I Want To Be A Monster Too

If I Were To Continue On With 'the Host,' Which Is A Possibility, There Are Characters And Stories That Could Continue... If I Went Ahead With That, It Would Be Two More... Next Would Be 'the Soul,' And Then 'the Seeker.

Carlisle Has A Theory...he Believes That We All Bring Something Of Our Strongest Human Traits With Us Into The Next Life, Where They Are Intensified - Like Our Minds, And Our Senses.