Word 1: Dawn.
My short, but lovely One-Shot on the word dawn. It's about Darren's best time to think about everything. Hope you all enjoy it! WARNING: IF YOU HAVE NOT READ UP TO BOOK 10 THEN DO NOT READ. SPOILER ALERT! Darren/Larten. In a fatherly note.

Disclaimer time!:
: Kristina, I have something to tell you.

Kristina: * Glances nervously at * What?

Mr. Tiny: You don't own The Darren Shan Saga.

Kristina: *Weeps sadly and puts her head down* I know...

E.N.J.O.Y : )

Beautiful. The wonderful array of colors and light, it's my favourite time of day and the main reason for that is you can just get lost in the beauty. My life has been complicated trough the years, and when looking at the wondrous sky at dawn you seem to forget all the complications and just unwind. It reminds you of when you were younger; and when you would always look at rain and feel content, it's the same feeling you get when you are completely satisfied of a day's work. It's just a sense of comfort, in a world which has lost its comfort many decades ago. I never thought that this time could get any more beautiful, because when I was a kid it seemed intriguing; but now even more stunning. My sight as a half-vampire is brilliant and it's much more vivid now. I smile to myself as I remember times of Steve and I and about how close we were. It seems childish to not let go of our friendship, but he means so much to me, and truthfully he still does. If one he would know the real reason why I was turned into what I am today. I also started to think about how much I've changed both physically and mentally. Although my looks have not changed all that much, my outlook on life sure has. My mind thought differently, and was more aware of how to live this life then it was a while back. Everything was wonderful to look back on. I then looked at Harkat who was sleeping silently, and looked around wanting to find somebody else there too. I then looked at the spot where Mr. Crepsley should be, but wasn't. Many tragic things have happened to me as well trough the past couple of years. The one who I realized I missed the most out of everyone I left behind was now gone forever. Mr. Crepsley, the one who blooded me just recently died and I still do not believe that something like this happened. But, the more I looked at the beautiful sight in front of me, the more emotional I got because realization finally set in. He was gone. He was actually gone, I looked up to him more than anyone and I missed him with all of my heart. Nobody would ever replace him, and I mean nobody. He helped me trough everything and I remember who really got me into watching the beauty of the marvellous dawn. Mr. Crepsley. He told me to get all of the mental images down in my head now, because I would see much of it after. He got me unwound basically by introducing this wonderful time of day to me in a whole new light. I looked down at my shaky hands and then wiped drying tears from my face. Now looking over from paradise he too would be looking at the beautiful sight too. So that is what inspired me to keep looking, not to cry and become a mess. Because when I looked at the sun during dawn, I would always know Mr. Crepsley would always still be with me.

Hope you liked it ;)

Love you all,

Kristina

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