50 across: Perus Capitol.  

My unused pen tapped anxiously against the heavy mahogany desk, the white sheets of paper in front of me nearly blank. Taking the cap off the pen felt like cheating in a way, eluding to the next answer before the question had even been presented. In all honestly, the exercise was more for my sanity than enjoyment.

So many thoughts in one place. Voices bounced off the inside of my skull in a myriad that caused a kind of headache; a…

Hatred for Carlisle had burned inside of me. The memory of that alone pained me, guilt consuming my chest. The reconciliations of the beginning were full of shame. How I could have felt anything but gratitude towards him disobeyed him so blatantly, was now unfathomable.

Awakening, my emotions had…

"Edward." At the sound, a nostalgic pulse rushed through me. I was used to being able to hearing her thoughts now. My hearing was still selective, she only granted me what she wanted to. Frustrating as it was I had decided it would have to be enough. Having something I once longed for would always bring me excitement, surges of adrenalin that rushed over me, regardless of the amount of time that it had been available to me. I was unsure if this was a character trait or an undead one if being…

“No anguish I have had to bear on your account has been too heavy a price to pay for the new life into which I have entered in loving you.”

-George Eliot





I wished I could agree with him, that no price I had to pay was too much, that I could live peacefully with the promise I had made. Bella's life was too big a price, to valuable. She would argue that it was her price, that I had no say in the matter. She has no idea how entirely wrong she was. The pain and guilt for…

You would think that, by now, I would be use to this. The fire in my throat egnited, sending the monster into a frenzy. She crushed herself close to me knowing that I would resrain her despite myself. Gently, I pulled my face away from hers. She was always entirely too willing to push her luck. But then again, I couldn't call anything that has happened in the past year luck. My fragile little magnit for distruction. She looked up at me, her lower lip puckered out into a pout. I couldn't help…

 A Dream Is Defined As A Succession Of Images, Thoughts, Or Emotions Passing Through The Mind During A State Of Unconsciousness. This Was Otherwise Known As Sleep. The Term Would Never Relate To Myself, However, As Sleeping Was A Luxury Not Obtainable To My Kind. Another Definition Of The Same Word, Conversely, Is A Wild Or Vain Fantasy. This Definition Seemed More Appropriate When Associating The Word, Dream, To Myself. Wild And Vain, Indeed. My Egotistical Nature Seemed To Be Everywhere At…