book #2 in the Twilight Saga: New Moon
*by Stephenie Meyer*
NEW MOON - preface
I felt like I was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares, the one where bạn have to run, run till your lungs burst, but bạn can't make your body di chuyển fast enough. My legs seemed to di chuyển slower and slower as I fought my way through the callous crowd, but the hands on the huge clock tower didn't slow. With relentless, uncaring force, they turned inexorably toward the end - the end of everything.
But this was no dream, and, unlike the nightmare, I wasn't running for my life; I was racing to save something infinitely thêm precious. My own life meant little to me today.
Alice had đã đưa ý kiến there was a good chance we would both die here. Perhaps the outcome would be different if she weren't trapped bởi the brilliant sunlight; only I was free to run across this bright, crowded square.
And I couldn't run fast enough.
So it didn't matter to me that we were surrounded bởi our extraordinarily dangerous enemies. As the clock began to toll out the hour, vibrating under the soles of my slugish feet, 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.
The clock tolled again, and the sun beat down from the exact center point of the sky.
*by Stephenie Meyer*
NEW MOON - preface
I felt like I was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares, the one where bạn have to run, run till your lungs burst, but bạn can't make your body di chuyển fast enough. My legs seemed to di chuyển slower and slower as I fought my way through the callous crowd, but the hands on the huge clock tower didn't slow. With relentless, uncaring force, they turned inexorably toward the end - the end of everything.
But this was no dream, and, unlike the nightmare, I wasn't running for my life; I was racing to save something infinitely thêm precious. My own life meant little to me today.
Alice had đã đưa ý kiến there was a good chance we would both die here. Perhaps the outcome would be different if she weren't trapped bởi the brilliant sunlight; only I was free to run across this bright, crowded square.
And I couldn't run fast enough.
So it didn't matter to me that we were surrounded bởi our extraordinarily dangerous enemies. As the clock began to toll out the hour, vibrating under the soles of my slugish feet, 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.
The clock tolled again, and the sun beat down from the exact center point of the sky.
