The second short life of Bree Tanner
2011-01-16 @ 
12:01:44
"I watched his body change.
He crouched on the roof, one hand gripping the edge.
All that strange friendliness disappeared, and he was a hunter.
There was something I recognized, something I was comfortable with
becuase I understood it."
"I watched his body change.
He crouched on the roof, one hand gripping the edge.
All that strange friendliness disappeared, and he was a hunter.
There was something I recognized, something I was comfortable with
becuase I understood it."
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