"For all good and evil, whether in the body or in human nature, originates... in the soul, and overflows from thence, as from the head into the eyes."
Plato
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I'd never given much thought to how I would die—it never occured to me that my time would be up so soon, and surely if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.
I stare, wide eyed down the length of the room and into the obsidian eyes of the hunter. He smiles pleasantly back at me.
Surely this is a good way to die, in the place of someone else—someone I love. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
I know that if I had never forced myself to go to Forks, I wouldn't be facing my death now. Despite my terror, I can't bring myself to regret the decision.
Life offered me a dream, one far beyond any of my expectations, and somehow it doesn't feel right to ask for more.
The hunter continues to smile in a friendly way as he saunters forward to kill me.
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Dusk of Twilight
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