1.1 | Forks, Washington

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⊱ ──── {⋆☂ ❉ ☽⋆} ──── ⊰

Death is not kind nor forgiving. Death is ravenous. Death was never fulfilled with a singular life, always willing to obtain more. Death hung over humanity ─ surrounding and suffocating them in everything they did. In life, you learn that there is a possibility that death will one day snatch you up ─ never to be seen again.

And all that remains are those left behind ─ with the faint memories of their times together in the back of their heads, taunting them with the ghost of their loved ones ─ fearing the day that death knocked on their door with a cold whisper of shortened breath.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will. This is why Annabeth Swan doesn't spend night and day thinking about her death — when it may happen or how. Annabeth focuses more on the delicacy of nature, the beauty of art and the deep melodies of the world's music.

And as she leans back against her stepfather's car under the beaming Arizona sun — watching as her twin sister collected a small cactus from the yard, she couldn't help but smile, closing her eyes to soak in the last few moments of sun.

The twins were moving from Phoenix, Arizona to Forks, Washington to live with their father, Charlie Swan. Rene, their mother and Phil, their stepfather were wanting to spend some time on the road and so they left the twins with their father.

Annabeth wasn't gonna miss the sunshine that often left her pale skin redder than a lobster, she was gonna miss the clear blue skies that almost matched the bright blue of her own eyes. She was, however, excited to see Forks again purely because of the endless woods that held nature.

"Anna!" Bella shouted causing Anna to jump, opening her eyes to see her older sister standing in front of her with a smirk. "Unfair, Bells. You could've just, oh, I don't know... spoke quietly to gain my attention," Anna told her sister as they both got into Phil's car. "Where's the fun in that?" Bella asked her.

As you would find with most twins, Bella and Anna were close despite their opposing personalities. Bella was more of an introvert that liked to keep to herself while Anna didn't mind meeting new people and going places.

The flight to Washington was quick for Anna considering she slept through the whole flight while Bella read with her earbuds in. In the state of Washington, under a near-constant cover of clouds and rain, there's a small town named Forks with a population of 3,120 people.

And as Annabeth sat in the back of her father's police cruiser looking out the window at the passing scenery, she couldn't help but smile fondly despite the coldness of the state. "Your hair's longer," Charlie told Bella under the awkward tension that rested within the car.

"I cut it since the last time you saw me," Bella told him, Anna was cringing at the conversion attempt. "Guess it grew out again," Charlie replied before focusing back on the road. "So dad, I was wondering if you and Billy are still on the outs?" Anna asked with a smile, leaning forward in her seat.

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