Amidst the fog-blanketed pines of small-town Forks, Washington, a world of supernatural beings stand on the brink of war. Mike Newton is a typical high school senior on track to lead a successful, yet passionless life. But when fate draws him togeth...
"Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light." -Dylan Thomas
I'd never given much thought to how I would die. But damn, this shit sucks. It probably sounds ungrateful of me, to shake my fists and demand more from a life that's provided me everything I didn't even know I needed within a matter of months. Maybe it was too good to last. Maybe it never would've felt like enough time. But here I am, Standing before the abyss that's threatening to swallow me, and telling it to choke.
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