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May 9, 2019 - February 5, 2020
FIRST SIGHT
Thye subversion in this book deserves sequels and immitations. However, this line is exceptionally free of logic and reason, think do I. Either he looks like a girl, which means he has peach fuzz for facial hair. Or he is masculine physique and that graduates to shaving... depending on how far he is on the gradient.
Would have been better if it changed with Beau... i.e. he got a boat {Old Car with steal body} instead of a truck
Oh! A motorcycle would have been an awesome change too
marked.
marked how? What is the building for?
Maybe a few of the other girls were intrigued by the novelty of the new kid, but Edythe wasn’t a McKayla or an Erica. I was well aware that my league and her league were spheres that did not touch. I was already worried that just looking at her face was giving me unrealistic expectations that would haunt me for the rest of my life. Spending more time looking at her—watching her lips move, marveling at her skin, listening to her voice—was certainly not going to help with that. I didn’t exactly trust her anyway—why lie about her eyes? And of course, there was the whole thing where she might have
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“No. That’s probably a good idea. I don’t want to have to tell anyone no if I don’t have to.”
“… Perhaps… the soul is forceing me to see you in one way, & it isn’t as a villain.”
“Soul…?… Why would your soul be doing that?”
I shrugged my shoulder’s, but a memory of the crime statistics in the metropolitan area forced me to have an epiphany. In addition, Charlie would have told me if there was a vigilante running around town. “… It all happened so quickly… maybe a little slower for you, but if you’re first instinct is to save my life; Why should I see you as dangerous?”
Edythe’s had pressed together while I had talked. Now her eyes were also almost impossibly large. That just reminded me of one of the golden rules of anime. People with impossibly large eyes were the good guys. Villains had smaller & more narrow eyes.
“What is funny? A woman can have more than one instinct.” Now Edythe was upset again, & I was unable to completely keep a smirk off of my face.
“Yes, but it was the one you acted on with little thought… little thought towards whatever the reason is you insist on being vague & mysterious, about that afternoon.
I could see this only upset Edythe further, but I was at a loss for how to exactly apologize for an unconscious choice, if that was indeed what was upsetting her. I could be wrong, even if I wasn’t an idiot.
“If it helps, I can easily see your brother as dangerous.” Edythe glanced at her siblings sitting at their table.
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Throughout the vast shadowy world of ghosts and demons there is no figure so terrible, no figure so dreaded and abhorred, yet dight with such fearful fascination, as the vampire, who is himself neither ghost nor demon, but yet who partakes the dark natures and possesses the mysterious and terrible qualities of both. —Rev. Montague Summers
If there is in this world a well-attested account, it is that of the vampires. Nothing is lacking: official reports, affidavits of well-known people, of surgeons, of priests, of magistrates; the judicial proof is most complete. And with all that, who is there who believes in vampires? —Rousseau
Hebrew Estrie and the Polish Upier,
Romanian Varacolaci,
Slovak Nelapsi,
Stregoni benefici.
Stregoni benefici: An Italian vampire, said to be on the side of goodness, and a mortal enemy of all evil vampires.
Yes and now... Aphrodite was assigned multiple domains.
three
Signorina
Them.
They are
Cow
Julie Black.
“Seriously, for a telepath it is ironic how oblivious your entire family stands out. Even if you all drove second hand used cars, and shopped for cloths from the local Goodwill. You would just be setting a new fashion trend because of how perfect you look.”
Edyth rolls her eyes again, “Beau you are being silly.”
they don’t…
“That’s probably for the best,” I muttered in a hard voice. “Keep your expectations low.”
I asked Edythe, “You do realize that for humans dirt still has nutrients the body can and does use? It just fails to be an efficient way to get nutrients, and it tends to open humans up to all kinds of illnesses.”
“And if there was something morally wrong with eating normal food. Would you find it... acceptible, to eat dirt as your sole source of nutrients?”
“No but that isn’t my point.” I stopped to brainstorm the best way to explain myself.
Edythe was mildly annoyed, but still curious what was in my head. “That you have a soul. That your body is more biological than some sort of majik... or necromancy.”
Edythe looks puzzeled, “necromancy?”
“It’s a term in fantasy fiction for a majik user who specializes in death majik... such as raising the dead, making zombies, et cetera.”
That seemed to quiet Edythe’s annoyance for now. “Anyhow. The primary proof your body is biological is the fact you are able to keep that peice of pizza down at all. If it was pure majik, you would be throwing up even that small bite.”
It was the first time Edythe looked actually impressed with my knowledge and logical reasoning. “That does make a certain amount of since, however I am unsure whether eating food would ultimately assauge our thirst more than animal blood... The mere idea seems unappealing.”
I reply, “Ok, but how do normal vampires react to the idea of subsisting off of animal blood, before their eyes turn gold like yours.”
Edythe seems again impressed but this time it seemed she was focusing on my observation of eye color. “I am sorry, I seem to have a bad habit of underestimating your intelligence and reasoning. Please understand insulting you is the absolute against what is of want by me.”
This idea was already assauged by my own reasoning days prior. “It is ok, I imagine the other boys in this cafeteria react exactly like you expect. Being unable to read the mind of mine, creates and ignorance that your subconscious naturally tries to solve by inferring the behavior of others upon me.”
Again, Edythe smiles warmly at Beau. “Your mother is right, you seemingly did start life at thirty-five going on middle age. Even most men would still find my assumptions insulting even with them agreeing with your reasoning. It is a normal part of the male ego.”
“Wha-What?” Beau asks Edythe.
“The depths of my feelings for you scare me. So please realize my remark is purely academic in nature. Males tend to be a lot more competative. That is why they tend to feel more compelled to compete against other males... there is probably some Darwinism reason for that, but I am very glade you are different. I find the sterotypical mindset of most men to be extremely boring and unappealing.”
“Well... since you like to watch me sleep, you undoubtedly have seen how hitting R.E.M. is used by me to dream lucidly... So I think your lead is smaller than you think.” Beau smiled warmly at Edythe for the first time that day. Not that she made him unhappy, quiet the opposite in fact, instead it had been mostly do to the various topics of conversation his friends had been bringing up.
The idea that Edythe was seen as oustandingly beautiful by me, was obviously pleasing her. “Your assessment of my beauty is more pleasing than you know. All v... of us fail to look as attractive as I am to you. Hopefully you will live long enough to see that.” She said the last part purely as an attempt to scare me, but that ship sailed a couple weeks ago.
I blurted out without thinking, “-But your hole family is gorgeous.” My neck begain to reheat but I made a concerted effort to keep from letting it reach my face and bother Edythe. I made a mental note to ask Archie if I could borrow his scarf until I could get a replacement.
Fortunately I looked at Archie when I thought that because he simply looked at me and nodded. In addition, I saw that my neck was still an issue for Edythe, judging by the pained expression on her face. I took the scarf in my backpack and wrapped it around my neck. Which earned some curious looks from my human friends.
Edythe rewarded me with a warm smile with dimples. “I feel compelled to admit that being unable to read your mind made it that much more difficult to resist my obsession with you. The more effort I spent in knowing you, the more my affection for you grew. In addition... you maturity is well beyond even a lot of adults. Jeremy is even more juvenile when in contrast with you.”
That idea made me grateful for having put on the scarf. My pleased expression most have been what Edythe wanted because she continued in an effort to drive the point home, against my insecurities.
“Jeremy may agree with your assessement of my beauty, but it is important for you to realize that beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder. What you see as a perfectly beautiful body, most other men think the exact opposite.”
I scoffed at that idea. How anyone could think the opposite is beyond me. So Edythe continued by giving examples from the humans in the cafeteria. “I am too slender for him, he likes more athletic women. Red hair thinks my nose sticks out to far. The dirty blond thinks my hair is too short, which is a coincidence since I tend to agree with him.-“
I felt compelled to respond, “That is absurd, you hair is gorgeous.” Edythe was please with the heartfelt complement but also frustrated with the interruption.
“Raven hair fella, thinks my butt is to small. Brown haired man thinks I am too tall. That is fine because I tend to prefer taller men like you Beau. Red hair number two-“
I interrupt Edythe intentionally before her gestures drew too much attention from others. “-I get it Edythe, you have convinced me. The boys in this cafeteria are obviously brainwashed by Playboy.”
bevy
Beau might think that but he is wrong. Practice makes perfect.
“I should have told you this before now. However, you remember when you asked me to think about what you could be?”
Edythe nods her head slightly apprehensive abut what my point could be. “Yes”
“Well even before last night, I had arrived at the conclusion of the V word. It seemed silly at the time but nothing else fit. Even the supermajorty of the myths failed to really fit. However, that made a sort of sense.
“Anyhow, that night I realized the Tribe’s myths and legends regarding you was true to some extent at least. After getting home, I mentally listed the positives and negatives of pursuing a relationship with you. I was an agonizing couple hours but that is just my way of thinking.
“I will deeply think about any major decisions, outlining a cost/benefit analysis. Then once I make the decision the stress simply vanishes. After the decision everything simply falls into place.
“So yes I know you ‘should’ terrify me in a myriad of ways. Except the only emotion you inspire within me is blissful happiness. You have me looking forward to ‘rainy’ school days because that means you will be here. The horror you keep expecting tto see from me will always be absent.
“And I know it is purely due to the depths of my feelings for you. Because your siblings, such as Royal, easily inspire dread, fear, and horror. They easily are able to make me cringe. Yet you?
“Intellectually I know you are a danger to me. I know there is a part of you that would love to suck ever last drop of the blood in my body.” Edythe visibly cringes at this idea. “Yet I am ok with that. My mother summed it up with her wedding vows to Jason. The very idea of life without you is deeply painful. That is literal pain. So
‘I know but that fails to be what is best for you. Normally what ‘I’ think is best is irrelevant. This subjecct is different because of what would happen if the worse was made present.
“Again, I already accepted that everyday the worse outcome could be manifested in the present. That everyday after we firsrt met was a gift from the Divine. What I feel for you puzzles and scares me too in an odd way; Yet, at the same time it is irrelevant becuase life without you has already exceeded my ability to cope.
If Beau was also given three more novels to grow. It seems logical that Beau would also first conquer a mountain llion. However, Bella’s fighting style more closely resemble a gray wolf, tthink do I. Wolves are pack animals and in a pack they work together to take down larger animals as well as scavenge. Bella’s fighting style in Breaking Dawn just iinspire the i
“Your brother Royal’s looks at me have m…”
Wrong... earlier Edythe asked a hypothetial to Beau with her asking him...
circuitous
conversely.
crazy old miser,
vicarage
Potatoes came from America, thus England was Bereft of them, think so I.
…
“The Chief of Police is only a few feet in front of us…”
Edythe looked at me with a confused expression.
“You pretend to be human in front of humans…?… humans wear seatbelts.”
Edythe giggled softly but buckled herself up to concede the point. “Yet in this specific instance he is also unable to see me clearly.”
…
“It’s a ballet studio,” I said, suddenly recognizing the familiar shapes.
act 4
Inspiration in desperation.
self-castigation
afterword,
surword
boy,
Your existing canon fails to allow for a human male to impregnate a vampire female. Therefore, all who has read the original four books knows that what you claim is abundantly false. How your mind could even come up with the faulty logic of your stated reasoning is beyond the understanding of mine.
In addition, there are still many ways to ‘fix’ Beau and Edythe’s regret, without retconing. Afterall ever great story begins with the character having a fundamental flaw that is exposed and destroyed during the novel. Some may say that is still a retcon but that is disagreed with by me. Canon should fail to work surwords-forewords.
Name any government with absolute power that is free of corruption.... a record of such fails to exist in history for a very good reason.
I sighed.
For once Bella was quick to reply, this was a conversation she already had in her head one time among Edward's Blood Vacations.
"I also know what I unfortunately still am, a human. Your negative self-image had nothing to do with your species and everything to do with your religious Catholic upbringing.
"Carlisle said you would become an angel, and the reality left you in disagreement. However, you can't blame Carlisle because you literally know he believed every word he said.
"You are the speciesist who somehow thinks he does not have a soul; Thus humans are the superior species... Well by your own account my soul is still with me; Yet that same soul would force my consciousness to not see you as the most handsome and wonderful man I have ever seen or met...
"Yet, I do."
