A prelude to dusk

1. dusk

As long as the fruit of the tree of good and evil is distinguished,

You can't eat it,

Because the day you eat, you will die. (Genesis chapter II, section 17)

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I never thought too much about how I would die. Although I have enough reasons to think about this problem in the past few months, even if I did, I never imagined that death would come like this.

I held my breath and looked at the other side of the room, staring into the hunter's deep eyes from a distance, and he responded to me with happy eyes.

This is undoubtedly a good way to die, in the home of the person I love. It can even be said to be vigorous. This should be considered a fair death.

I know that if I hadn't come to Forks, I wouldn't have to face death now. However, although I am afraid, I will not regret my original decision. When life gives you a dream that far exceeds expectations, there is no reason to be sad when it is over.

With a friendly smile, the hunter came to me leisurely-but my life was lost.

2. New Moon

This violent pleasure will have a violent ending,

Like a kiss between fire and gunpowder,

It disappeared at the proudest moment. (Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene 6)

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I feel trapped in that terrible nightmare. In the dream, you have to run until your lungs burst, but you still can't make yourself run faster. When I squeezed through the cold and heartless crowd, my legs seemed to run slower and slower, but my hands on the huge bell tower didn't slow down at all. Driven by a force that never gives up and is indifferent, they relentlessly turn to the end-the end of everything.

But this is by no means a dream, nor is it like a nightmare. I'm not running for my life. I want to save what is extremely precious to me before the finish line. My own life is meaningless now.

Alice once said that there is a great possibility that the two of us will die here. If she hadn't been trapped in the bright sunshine, the result would have been different, but now, I am the only one who can run freely through this bright and crowded square.

I can't run fast.

So, although we are surrounded by extremely dangerous enemies from outside, it doesn't matter to me. The clock on the bell tower strikes the hour, and the bell vibrates at my slowly moving feet. At this time, I knew it was too late-however, I was still happy at the thought of something bloodthirsty nearby. Because I can't do this, I have lost my desire to live.

The bell rang again and the sun shone brightly from the center of the sky.

Step 3 be eclipsed

Fire and ice

Some people say that the world will be destroyed in fire,

Some people say it is ice.

From the fruit of desire I have tasted,

I agree with the statement that there is a tendency to fire.

But if it has to sink twice,

I think I know enough about hatred.

It can be said that if we destroy it,

Ice is also good,

I think so (Robert Frost)

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All the traps we set were in vain.

The cold feeling gripped my heart tightly, and I watched him pose to protect me. Although outnumbered, his absorbed expression showed no signs of hesitation. I know we can't count on reinforcements-at the moment, I'm sure his family is fighting for their lives, just as I'm sure he's fighting for ours.

Do I have a chance to know the end of another battle? Is there a chance to find out who is the winner and who is the loser? Will I live to that moment?

This possibility doesn't seem so great.

Their black eyes are wild and fierce, eager to kill me. They are waiting for the moment when I am distracted by protection. Once that moment really comes, I will die.

In the distant cold forest, a wolf growled. . . . . .

4. At dawn

The first Bella

Childhood is not from birth to an uncertain age, nor is it a certain age.

The child has grown up and no longer has childish behavior.

Childhood is a paradise where no one dies.

(Edna Saint Vincent Millay: A famous American lyric poet and playwright, she was the first female poet to win the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry. )

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Everything I endure is far more than those near-death experiences, which people can't get used to.

Death is coming again. Strangely, this time seems inevitable. As if I were really synonymous with disaster, I escaped from the clutches of death again and again, but death came back to me again and again.

However, this time is completely different from before.

You can run away from the people you are afraid of, and you can fight to the death with the people you hate. All my reactions are just to adapt to all kinds of murderers-those animals, those enemies.

When you fall in love with someone who will take your life, you have no choice. You can only do what you love in Shanghai. How can you escape and resist? If life is all you can give to the person you love, how can you not let go?

What if he is the one you really love?

The second part Jacob

But to be honest,

There are really few reasons in the world to meet love now.

(william shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act III, Scene/kloc-0)

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Life sucks, and then you die.

Yes, I'm lucky.

The third part Bella

Personal preference can only be realized after all enemies have been eliminated.

The luxuries you can have.

Until then, everyone you love is just a hostage,

Gradually consume your courage and destroy your judgment.

(Empire of orson scott card. This man is one of the hottest characters in American science fiction today. )

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No longer just a nightmare, the black line passed through the cold fog disturbed by their footsteps and gradually approached us.

We will die, I thought in horror. I long for the beloved person around me, but even thinking about it is an unbearable distraction.

They are getting closer and closer like ghosts, and their black robes swing slightly with their movements. I saw their hands bend and turn into claws of bone color. They spread out and attacked us from all directions. We are outnumbered. It's over.

It was like a bolt from the blue, and the whole scene changed completely. However, nothing has changed-the Volturi family still strut towards us and pose for hunting. What really changed was the way this scene looked in my eyes. Suddenly, I longed for all this, and I wanted them to attack. When I crouched down, panic turned into a desire to kill. A smile appeared on my face and a roar came from my bare teeth.

This is from Relay Press.

I typed it word by word while reading a book.

I hope you like it.

Oh ~ ~ I'm exhausted. . . Ha ha! ! ! :-)