See also...
  • When We Hunt
  • When we hunt, we give ourselves over to our senses… govern less with our minds. Especially our sense of smell. If you were anywhere near me when I lost control that way…
  • Topic of Gossip
  • I was expected, a topic of gossip no doubt. Daughter of the Chief’s flight ex-wife, come home at last.
  • Where Are the Cullens?
  • The Cullens don’t come here. Sam Uley, Twilight
  • Very Clearly
  • You don’t see yourself very clearly, you know. I’ll admit you’re dead-on about the bad things, but you didn’t hear what every human male in this school was thinking on your first day.

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