As If You Could Outrun Me.

And So The Lion Fell In Love With The Lamb.

I Held You In My Hands, Wanderer, And You Were Beautiful.

I Glared At Him. "i May Not Die Now... But I'm Going To Die Sometime. Every Minute Of The Day, I Get Closer. And I'm Going To Get Old.

Yes, Heaven Forbid I Not Be Protected From Tanks.

Jacob Was Hardly In Need Of Any Physical Protection I Could Offer. But My Arms, Pinned Beneath Edward's, Yearned To Reach Out To Him. To Wrap Around His Big, Warm, Waist In A Silent Promise Of Acceptance And Comfort. Edward's Shielding Arms Had Become Restraints.