@ethcrealisms { didyme }
One of the most frustrating things about the spell that had settled over the inhabitants of Forks had to be the dulling of the senses. Over the centuries Carlisle had become so used to his heightened senses that it now almost felt as if he was constantly walking through a heavy fog. “Oh, forgive me!” He exclaimed, narrowly avoiding colliding with the other vampire. “Terribly sorry about that.”











