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“Mostly, I dream about being with you forever.” These are the great words of love right? Sedated for all your injuries, watching you just burn; “Le chant de la pluie, S’écoule dans les gorges des oiseaux, Aux ailes mouillées.” If foraging for food is a mythic quest, then finding love in Twilight is also a mythic quest. Absolutely I had to ask myself whether the character Bella sees no other ending than “no matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.” Yes she seems tone dreaming on Berlin Style, “My carry-on item was a parka.” (3) And can you imagine it was actually “Arizona clothes were too permeable for Washington.” Anyways, the book Twilight starts off nicer than it ends. Pools of poofy skirts, that is where you died in, for real. Then I had to ask myself whether or not on meeting a pair of eyes that interest you, you might find them “piercing with hate-fill.” Blushes are red, icy cold talk, lavender lids, and lab partner talk is for chalkboard scowling. Absolutely I had to ask myself whether the character Bella has anything else on her mind but dancing with the “twirling again, my feet on his as he held me close.”