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Post by Edward Cullen on May 23, 2009 20:51:08 GMT -8
Edward took a running leap off the sharp edge of the cliff, straight into the foggy abyss. He briefly realized the sound of the waves roaring and thundering on the dagger-like rock shards below, but did not care about them. Sailing headfirst through the thick air, he was pelted with freezing drops of ocean spray, but did not feel it. He was ice cold as it was. He closed in on the swords of stone stabbing through the thrashing currents, and closed his eyes. He wished with all his might that the earth would finally be strong enough to damage his inpenetrable and frozen skin. His body broke the surface of the relentless waves, and did not feel a thing. His eyes still closed, he curled into a ball, and let the ocean's anger rock him around. Smashed into the cliff wall, squeezed between terrible currents, but the darkness never closed in on him. At once he opened his blackened eyes and shot straight to the surface, slipping through the water like a sword. He swung his body toward the shore. Why can't I be human? he shouted into the screaming gales, but nobody would ever hear his soul's impossible questions.
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