I Thought About That For

True Love Was Forever Lost. The Prince Was Never Coming Back To Kiss Me Awake From My Enchanted Sleep. I Was Not A Princess, After All. So What Was The Fairy-tale Protocol For Other Kisses? The Mundane Kind That Didn't Break Any Spells? Maybe It Would Be Easy - Like Holding His Hand Or Having His Arms Around Me. Maybe It Would Feel Nice. Maybe It Wouldn't Fell Like A Betrayal. Besides, Who Was I Betraying, Anyway? Just Myself.

I Knew I Was Too Late—and I Was Glad Something Bloodthirsty Waited In The Wings. For In Failing At This, I Forfeited Any Desire To Live.

You Are The Most Important Thing To Me Now. The Most Important Thing To Me Ever.

Jacob Was Simply A Perpetually Happy Person, And He Carried This Happiness With Him Like An Aura, Sharing It With Whoever Was Near Him. Lika An Earthbound Sun, Whenever Someone Was Within His Gravitational Pull, Jacob Warmed Them. It Was Natural, A Part Of Who He Was.

Why Am I Covered In Feathers