A/N – this is by Ayame! Hey everyone, my first ever fanfiction, but I do admit Shigure gave me a hand in the general editing etc. Short but sweet. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or New Moon or any of the characters.
This is from the POV of Edward.
Music is a wonderful thing. It provokes mind and soul. This is probably why I love it so much, but for me it is not only a love but an obsession. I have heard a lot of music in my time, but none of it ever seemed to fit into the category of perfection – at least not to me. But that is what I am; a perfectionist.
I have been told my voice is musical. This may be so, but it is a predator's music, music to hypnotise and disable, and nothing of that nature can ever be deemed 'perfect'. This may be why I began to compose music; to locate and achieve my desired perfection. Though it was good, some say brilliant, it was never perfect. It never could be perfect.
It was only one rainy night I finally heard it; the sweetest sound to be found on this planet. Though short it was, it was as though a heavenly orchestra had played their finest symphony.
"Edward!" I gazed mournfully up from where my head had been rested in my hands, my emotion flying from shock into elation. I had found perfection at last.
I was not going to lose it, for I wanted to hear it again and again. I would never lose it. I knew then I would never tire of that heavenly sound. I made arrangements in the day; at first with questions, then conversation – anything to keep that beautiful tune serenading me – and at night I crept back to hear it even then.
My one hope, my one dream, is that I may continue with this glorious perfection I have found; the angel named Bella.