Edward in the sunlight was shocking. I couldn't get used to it, though I'd been staring at him all afternoon.
His skin, white despite the faint flush from yesterday's hunting trip, literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny
diamonds were embedded in the surface. He lay perfectly still in the grass, his shirt open over his
sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare. His glistening, pale lavender lids were shut,
though of course he didn't sleep. A perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble,
glittering like crystal.
Looking back, I'm actually glad that this is all Meyer could come up with, no matter how "deep" she is. I used to laugh at those lines. Now I don't. Because ever since I read this:
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The book's title is Silk and Steel. I couldn't stop laughing at the THING I was reading. Go on, see for yourselves. I'll give you all five minutes. Maybe even 10. Or an hour! If you can't stop laughing.
Even this person maggock was brave enough to render it first on pencil, then he inked it. The descriptions that is.
BEWARE CLICKING ON THE SPOILER, IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN ABOVE LINK. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
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