*by Stephenie Meyer*
NEW MOON - chapter 2 - STITCHES
“How can you do this?” I demanded. “Even Alice and Esme…” I trailed off, shaking my head in wonder. Thought the rest of them had ibingiay up the traditional diet of Bampira jtsu as absolutely as Carlisle had, he was the only one who could madala the smell of my blood without suffering from the intense temptation. Clearly, this was much madami difficult than he made it seem.
“Years and years of practice,” he told me. “I barely notice the scent anymore.”
“Do you think it would be harder if you took a vacation from the hospital for a long time? And weren’t around any blood?”
“Maybe.” He shrugged his shoulders, but his hands remained steady. “I’ve never felt the need for an extended holiday.” He flashed a brilliant smile in my direction. “I enjoy my work too much.”
Plink, plink, plink. I was surprised at how much glass there seemed to be in my arm. I was tempted to glance at the growing pile, just to check the size, but I knew that idea would not be helpful to my non-vomiting strategy.
“What is it that you enjoy?” I wondered. It didn’t make sense to me - the years of struggle and self-denial he must have spent to get to the point where he could endure this so easily. Besides, I wanted to keep him talking; the conversation kept my mind off the queasy feeling in my stomach.
His dark eyes were calm and thoughtful as he answered. “Hmm. What I enjoy the very most is when my… enhanced abilities let me save someone who would otherwise have been lost. It’s pleasant knowing that, thanks to what I can do, some people’s lives are better because I exist even the sense of smell us a useful diagnostic tool at times.” one side of his mouth pulled up in half a smile.
I mulled that over while he poked around, making sure all the glass splinters were gone. Then he rummaged in his bad for new tools, and I tried not to picture a needle and thread.
“You try very hard to make up for something that was never your fault,” I suggested while a new kind of tugging started at the edges of my skin. “What I mean is, it’s not like you asked for this. You didn’t choose this kind of life, and yet you have to work so hard to be good.”
“I don’t know that I’m making up for anything,” he disagreed lightly. “Like everything in life, I just had to decide what to do with what I was given.”
“That makes it sound too easy.”
He examined my arm again. “There,” he sinabi snipping a thread. “All done.” He wiped an oversized Q-tip, dripping with some syrup-colored liquid, thoroughly across the operation site. The smell was strange; it made my head spin. The syrup stained my skin.
“In the beginning, though,” I pressed with he taped another long piece of gauze securely in place, sealing it to my skin. “Why did you even think to try a different way than the obvious one?”
His lips turned up in a private smile. “Hasn’t Edward told you this story?”
“Yes. But I’m trying to understand what you were thinking….”
His face was suddenly serious again, and I wondered if his thoughts had gone to the same place that mine had. Wondering what I would be thinking when - I refused to think if - it was me.
NEW MOON - chapter 2 - STITCHES
“How can you do this?” I demanded. “Even Alice and Esme…” I trailed off, shaking my head in wonder. Thought the rest of them had ibingiay up the traditional diet of Bampira jtsu as absolutely as Carlisle had, he was the only one who could madala the smell of my blood without suffering from the intense temptation. Clearly, this was much madami difficult than he made it seem.
“Years and years of practice,” he told me. “I barely notice the scent anymore.”
“Do you think it would be harder if you took a vacation from the hospital for a long time? And weren’t around any blood?”
“Maybe.” He shrugged his shoulders, but his hands remained steady. “I’ve never felt the need for an extended holiday.” He flashed a brilliant smile in my direction. “I enjoy my work too much.”
Plink, plink, plink. I was surprised at how much glass there seemed to be in my arm. I was tempted to glance at the growing pile, just to check the size, but I knew that idea would not be helpful to my non-vomiting strategy.
“What is it that you enjoy?” I wondered. It didn’t make sense to me - the years of struggle and self-denial he must have spent to get to the point where he could endure this so easily. Besides, I wanted to keep him talking; the conversation kept my mind off the queasy feeling in my stomach.
His dark eyes were calm and thoughtful as he answered. “Hmm. What I enjoy the very most is when my… enhanced abilities let me save someone who would otherwise have been lost. It’s pleasant knowing that, thanks to what I can do, some people’s lives are better because I exist even the sense of smell us a useful diagnostic tool at times.” one side of his mouth pulled up in half a smile.
I mulled that over while he poked around, making sure all the glass splinters were gone. Then he rummaged in his bad for new tools, and I tried not to picture a needle and thread.
“You try very hard to make up for something that was never your fault,” I suggested while a new kind of tugging started at the edges of my skin. “What I mean is, it’s not like you asked for this. You didn’t choose this kind of life, and yet you have to work so hard to be good.”
“I don’t know that I’m making up for anything,” he disagreed lightly. “Like everything in life, I just had to decide what to do with what I was given.”
“That makes it sound too easy.”
He examined my arm again. “There,” he sinabi snipping a thread. “All done.” He wiped an oversized Q-tip, dripping with some syrup-colored liquid, thoroughly across the operation site. The smell was strange; it made my head spin. The syrup stained my skin.
“In the beginning, though,” I pressed with he taped another long piece of gauze securely in place, sealing it to my skin. “Why did you even think to try a different way than the obvious one?”
His lips turned up in a private smile. “Hasn’t Edward told you this story?”
“Yes. But I’m trying to understand what you were thinking….”
His face was suddenly serious again, and I wondered if his thoughts had gone to the same place that mine had. Wondering what I would be thinking when - I refused to think if - it was me.
Slow, we paddle through the lake
Straight to the very center of the darkest water
Where we can embrace the shadows on the surface
The eyes that look up lifeless from our twins below
And though your arms and legs are under
pag-ibig will be the echo in your ears when all is Nawawala and plundered
My pag-ibig will be there still
True, it's chilling to behold
Up close we stumble backwards laughing in our boat
Till the image sinks away to someplace far but certain
A land of mere suspension where someday we must go
And though your arms and legs are under
pag-ibig will be the echo in your ears when all is Nawawala and plundered
My pag-ibig will be there still
Though your arms and legs are under
pag-ibig will be the echo in your ears when all is Nawawala and plundered
My pag-ibig will be there still
Straight to the very center of the darkest water
Where we can embrace the shadows on the surface
The eyes that look up lifeless from our twins below
And though your arms and legs are under
pag-ibig will be the echo in your ears when all is Nawawala and plundered
My pag-ibig will be there still
True, it's chilling to behold
Up close we stumble backwards laughing in our boat
Till the image sinks away to someplace far but certain
A land of mere suspension where someday we must go
And though your arms and legs are under
pag-ibig will be the echo in your ears when all is Nawawala and plundered
My pag-ibig will be there still
Though your arms and legs are under
pag-ibig will be the echo in your ears when all is Nawawala and plundered
My pag-ibig will be there still
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
Life on earth is changing
Life on earth is ending
And time on earth is ending
And time on earth is changing
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
Life on earth is ending
Life on earth is changing
And time on earth is changing
And time on earth is ending
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
Life on earth is changing
Life on earth is ending
And time on earth is ending
And time on earth is changing
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
Life on earth is ending
Life on earth is changing
And time on earth is changing
And time on earth is ending
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
La, la, da, da, da
La, da, da
I done me wrong
I done all wrong
All the wrong I done
I’m sure to live quite long
I done all wrong
I done me wrong
All the wrong I done
I’m sure to live quite, quite long
All the wrong I done
Will be undone in song
All the wrong I done
Will be undone in song
If you’re doing wrong
If you done all wrong
You can rest assure
You’re gonna live quite long
If you done all wrong
You’re doing wrong
You can rest assure
You’re gonna live quite, quite long
All the wrong you done
Will be undone in song
All the wrong you done
Will be undone in song
We’re doing wrong
We all done wrong
If we did no wrong
I’m sure we would be gone
I done all wrong
All the wrong I done
I’m sure to live quite long
I done all wrong
I done me wrong
All the wrong I done
I’m sure to live quite, quite long
All the wrong I done
Will be undone in song
All the wrong I done
Will be undone in song
If you’re doing wrong
If you done all wrong
You can rest assure
You’re gonna live quite long
If you done all wrong
You’re doing wrong
You can rest assure
You’re gonna live quite, quite long
All the wrong you done
Will be undone in song
All the wrong you done
Will be undone in song
We’re doing wrong
We all done wrong
If we did no wrong
I’m sure we would be gone
A tear in my brain
Allows the voices in
They wanna push you off the path
With their frequency wires
And you can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
A drunken salesman
Your hearing damage
Your mind is restless
They say you’re getting better
But you don’t feel any better
(In my eyes
In my eyes)
Your speakers are blowing
Your ears are wrecking
Your hearing damage
You wish you felt better
You wish you felt better
(In my eyes
A better place)
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
Allows the voices in
They wanna push you off the path
With their frequency wires
And you can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
A drunken salesman
Your hearing damage
Your mind is restless
They say you’re getting better
But you don’t feel any better
(In my eyes
In my eyes)
Your speakers are blowing
Your ears are wrecking
Your hearing damage
You wish you felt better
You wish you felt better
(In my eyes
A better place)
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
In my eyes
I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your kalye light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
estola me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere
Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or Nawawala you
American mouth
Big pill looming
Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain streams
Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounding, bleeding
Or Nawawala you
American mouth
Big pill stuck going down
Diving too deep for coins
All of your kalye light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
estola me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere
Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or Nawawala you
American mouth
Big pill looming
Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain streams
Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounding, bleeding
Or Nawawala you
American mouth
Big pill stuck going down
Ah, ah, ah ,ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I seek you out
Flay you alive
One madami word and you won’t survive
And I’m not scared of your stolen power
See right through you any hour
I won’t soothe your pain
I won’t ease your strain
You’ll be waiting in vain
I got nothing for you to gain
I’m taking it slow
Feeding my flame
Shuffling the cards of your game
And just in time
In the right place
Suddenly I will play my ace
I won’t soothe your pain
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I won’t ease your strain
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
You’ll be waiting in vain
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I got nothing for you to gain
Eyes on fire
Your spine is ablaze
Felling any foe with my gaze
And just in time
In the right place
Steadily emerging with grace
Aaaaahhhhh
Felling any foe with my gaze
Aaaaahhhhh
Steadily emerging with grace
Aaaaahhhhh
Felling any foe with my gaze
Aaaaahhhhh
Steadily emerging with grace
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I seek you out
Flay you alive
One madami word and you won’t survive
And I’m not scared of your stolen power
See right through you any hour
I won’t soothe your pain
I won’t ease your strain
You’ll be waiting in vain
I got nothing for you to gain
I’m taking it slow
Feeding my flame
Shuffling the cards of your game
And just in time
In the right place
Suddenly I will play my ace
I won’t soothe your pain
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I won’t ease your strain
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
You’ll be waiting in vain
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I got nothing for you to gain
Eyes on fire
Your spine is ablaze
Felling any foe with my gaze
And just in time
In the right place
Steadily emerging with grace
Aaaaahhhhh
Felling any foe with my gaze
Aaaaahhhhh
Steadily emerging with grace
Aaaaahhhhh
Felling any foe with my gaze
Aaaaahhhhh
Steadily emerging with grace
The oras has begun
Your eyes have now opened
To a world where madness craves
To a world where hope’s enslaved
Oh I tremble for my pag-ibig always
Your window’s opened wide
Your innocence takes flight
To a world where madness craves
To a world where hope’s enslaved
Oh I tremble for my pag-ibig always
It’s a world where madness craves
It’s a world where hope’s enslaved
Oh I tremble for my pag-ibig always
It’s a world where madness craves
It’s a world where hope’s enslaved
Yeah I tremble for you pag-ibig always
Your eyes have now opened
To a world where madness craves
To a world where hope’s enslaved
Oh I tremble for my pag-ibig always
Your window’s opened wide
Your innocence takes flight
To a world where madness craves
To a world where hope’s enslaved
Oh I tremble for my pag-ibig always
It’s a world where madness craves
It’s a world where hope’s enslaved
Oh I tremble for my pag-ibig always
It’s a world where madness craves
It’s a world where hope’s enslaved
Yeah I tremble for you pag-ibig always
i pag-ibig twilight saga infinitely its beautiful i pag-ibig all the pelikula equally and i specially pag-ibig the cullen family they are beautiful couples edward carlisle , esme , alice , emmett , rosalie ,jasper are excellent actors fit perfectly to the characters i hope they remain as family and no one of them dies i think lots of funs are agree with me and also the saga should continue for a very long time and short gaps between the pelikula . and the new born baby should have been a boy with infinite powers but now that its girl its ok and also bella should pag-ibig madami edward instead of jacob . jacob is also good corrector , robert and tayler are good actors , rosalie is so hot and beautiful i pag-ibig her madami in new dawn . and once again the cullens should never die in saga . thanks to the writer and directors .