The road had ended by the edge of ominous forest, there was a small neglected weatherbeaten wooden sign, this was pointing to the trail at the end of the road, the engravedlettering completely illegible I already knew where this led, my destination was on the leftopposite, through the forest.I walked to the boot of my car and took out my jacket, the jacket I had lent to Bella at PortAngeles, being away from her scent was not something I planned on doing this evening
, If anyone was watching they would assume I was cold
, I half smiled at the thought as I slid the jacket on and headed towards the forest.I walked in to the unwelcoming canopy of darkness,
unfazing my eyes, I wasn’t moving at
my normal pace, I knew where I was going and how long it would take to get there, but Inever imagined bringing anyone else with me. To me this had always been my place;
therefore I needed to make sure someone who didn’t possess my ability’s could reach it.
The journey was almost flat; there were a few obstacles however, there were fallen treetrunks in my way, boulders blocking the path, moss covering everywhere in sight, this
normally wouldn’t provide to be an obsta
cle, however Bella could slip on a flat surface,there were
one hundred and seventy one possible places she could slip. My mind waskeeping track
, but nothing that I couldn’t assist with.
It took me over an hour to reach my destination, I was travelling quicker now havingdiscovered that there were no serious complications with the planed route, it would takeseveral hours to travel the short distance, at human speed.I stepped out the forest through the ferns into my Meadow; it was a small place completelysymmetrical, the sound of that river in the distance, it was covered with flowers.I inhaled the scent off my jacket as I cast my mind back, running through the Visions Alicehad given me, Bella with me in my meadow, the sun light on my face sending rainbowsparkles of light on to hers, dancing across her hair, my head on her chest. Hearing her heartbeat.It was perfect; I would remember this moment, even if this ends badly, I had to pull theimages from my head; this was painful to do.However this was not the reason I came here. The reason was not pleasant.I could recall every memory perfectly as if it was happening right in front of me, as long as itwas under ninety years or so, after which they start degrading, piece by piece sliding awaytill I could only catch glimpses and whispers, the rest of my family however, couldremember every detail of their existence, there life however was subjective.I somehow could not retain the memories, this was due to the fact that I was constantly,unwill
ingly, hearing other people’s thoughts as well as their
memories, at least this wasCarlisle theory.