Edwards pov when he is in italy
i cant live much longer, i nedto get to the voltri like, now!! if i stay hee much longer, ill
just go to the town centre to go into the sunlight. lets face it, im a pitiful excuse for a
Cullen, if i were a proper son to carlisle, i would go back to him now, beg him to take me
back and get on with my life. with doing this: going to the voltri, im being a coward, not
a cullen. i might as well get this over with. with that, i spd off in the shadows to reach
volterra, not wanting to expose myself now, ill do that if all else fails. there!! i can see the
gates to volterra, but, one small problem, how do i get over it?? esy, ill slp the guard some cash.
approaching the gate, the guard asks: "have you come for the festival? if so, sorry, but i cant let
you come, you should of come on the tour bus," he gestured to a cheaply painted bus, no bigger than
carlisle's car. I slipped him a handful of money, about seventy fifty pound notes. "oh, thanks, you
may enter,happy slaying!! the guard added, a plasticy slogan trying to amuse passing travellers.
The enterance to the voltri's yungib was just here infront of me. pushing the door open with as little
effort needed, i stepped into the tunnels leading to the den. humans have been down here about a week
ago, i could smell it.racing along the thin, winding tunnels, i came to a thick wooden door. i stopped,
pondering over the idea of dieing, well, whatever happens to us when we claimd to of died. taking a deep
breath out of old habit, i silently sinabi something to my love, even if she had moved on to life after death.
"Goodbye, my love, i will be with you soon enough, even if you will just push me away, like i deserve to be."
forcing the door open, i step inside an office. the woman at the mesa greeted me, and offered me a upuan and
reasured me they would see me soon. then i saw alec step out of the room where i should be, and he spoke to me.
"Edward, what are you doing here? have you decided to sumali us?" alec questioned.
"No, alec, i have come to ask of a favour." I answered and then the receptionist stepped through and sinabi i
could enter. then i thought: i will be with you soon, my love......
i cant live much longer, i nedto get to the voltri like, now!! if i stay hee much longer, ill
just go to the town centre to go into the sunlight. lets face it, im a pitiful excuse for a
Cullen, if i were a proper son to carlisle, i would go back to him now, beg him to take me
back and get on with my life. with doing this: going to the voltri, im being a coward, not
a cullen. i might as well get this over with. with that, i spd off in the shadows to reach
volterra, not wanting to expose myself now, ill do that if all else fails. there!! i can see the
gates to volterra, but, one small problem, how do i get over it?? esy, ill slp the guard some cash.
approaching the gate, the guard asks: "have you come for the festival? if so, sorry, but i cant let
you come, you should of come on the tour bus," he gestured to a cheaply painted bus, no bigger than
carlisle's car. I slipped him a handful of money, about seventy fifty pound notes. "oh, thanks, you
may enter,happy slaying!! the guard added, a plasticy slogan trying to amuse passing travellers.
The enterance to the voltri's yungib was just here infront of me. pushing the door open with as little
effort needed, i stepped into the tunnels leading to the den. humans have been down here about a week
ago, i could smell it.racing along the thin, winding tunnels, i came to a thick wooden door. i stopped,
pondering over the idea of dieing, well, whatever happens to us when we claimd to of died. taking a deep
breath out of old habit, i silently sinabi something to my love, even if she had moved on to life after death.
"Goodbye, my love, i will be with you soon enough, even if you will just push me away, like i deserve to be."
forcing the door open, i step inside an office. the woman at the mesa greeted me, and offered me a upuan and
reasured me they would see me soon. then i saw alec step out of the room where i should be, and he spoke to me.
"Edward, what are you doing here? have you decided to sumali us?" alec questioned.
"No, alec, i have come to ask of a favour." I answered and then the receptionist stepped through and sinabi i
could enter. then i thought: i will be with you soon, my love......
I sang this song in choir my sophomore taon maybe it will help you keep strong and have faith in Robsten
The Rose,
Some say pag-ibig it is a river that drowns the tender reed,
Some says pag-ibig it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say pag-ibig it hunger is an endless aching need
It's the one who won't be taken who can not seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying never that learns to live;
When the night has been to lonely and the road seems to long and you think that is only for the lucky the strong;
Just remember far the winter snow, lies the seed that with the suns pag-ibig becomes the rose the rose
The Rose,
Some say pag-ibig it is a river that drowns the tender reed,
Some says pag-ibig it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say pag-ibig it hunger is an endless aching need
It's the one who won't be taken who can not seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying never that learns to live;
When the night has been to lonely and the road seems to long and you think that is only for the lucky the strong;
Just remember far the winter snow, lies the seed that with the suns pag-ibig becomes the rose the rose