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twilight
Bella and Edward
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.
TWILIGHT (2008)
Moonlight and fog, Palatinate Forest
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You can’t trust vampires. Trust me.
10 Years of The Twilight Saga: New Moon Released November 20, 2009
Never turn your back on your enemy. ECLIPSE (2010)
HIBERNATION V by Øystein Sture Aspelund
for rain you are, and to rain you shall return
TWILIGHT: NEW MOON 2009, dir. Chris Weitz
TWILIGHT 2008 — dir. Catherine Hardwicke
Wildfire sunset, from Madras, OR. August 2024
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TWILIGHT (2008) Dir. Catherine Hardwicke
Twilight (2008) — dir. Catherine Hardwicke
No measure of time with you will be long enough. But let's start with forever.
THE TWILIGHT SAGA: BREAKING DAWN - PART 1 (2011) dir. Bill Condon
I wrenched the door out of my way―ridiculously eager―and there he was, my personal miracle. Time had not made me immune to the perfection of his face, and I was sure that I would never take any aspect of him for granted. My eyes traced over his pale white features: the hard square of his jaw, the softer curve of his full lips―twisted up into a smile now, the straight line of his nose, the sharp angle of his cheekbones, the smooth marble span of his forehead―partially obscured by a tangle of rain-darkened bronze hair … I saved his eyes for last, knowing that when I looked into them I was likely to lose my train of thought. They were wide, warm with liquid gold, and framed by a thick fringe of black lashes. Staring into his eyes always made me feel extraordinary―sort of like my bone were turning spongy. I was also a little lightheaded, but that could have been because I’d forgotten to keep breathing. Again.”