Midnightmoons is getting close… Hehe. This is fun.

Still Edward's POV…

I started to drive. I didn't really have a destination in mind, I just had to keep moving. More images paraded through my head. They assaulted my conscious, trapping me in some long-forgotten past. I swerved on the road as the wheel slid through my fingers. My shock pulled me partially into reality. I never swerved.

I pulled over. It was all I could do. I couldn't make myself drive while so incapacitated.

I found myself on the side of an abandoned stretch of highway. The trees had disappeared, and endless grass stretched in both directions. I had traveled farther than I had expected.

I opened the door and stepped out of the car. The rain had ceased, or not yet started over wherever I had driven. The clouds above were a heavy gray. Normally I loved the clouds- they meant safety. But toady they were only suffocating.

I abandoned my car on the side of the road and started walking. The air was perfectly still and oddly warm. The stillness was unsettling. I collapsed into the grass once I was out of sight from the road.

I sighed. It was time to face the music. I couldn't run from the thoughts anymore. Cautiously, I opened my mind a little. To my surprise I heard nothing, saw nothing. My thoughts were as dead silent as the air around me.

I opened my mind wider, confused. No images assaulted my brain. I puzzled over this for a moment. It didn't make sense. Where were the images coming from, if not the old woman?

I pulled back into my own head. Almost instantly, the memories started to replay themselves. I groaned aloud, but didn't fight them. I had decided to settle this once and for all.

This time, instead of being staggered by the images I studied them carefully. The first was of the girl and boy walking together. Their faces were turned away from me, but I could sense their happiness. The next memory was hinted with nostalgia. A small cottage sat in a grove. It looked quaint and beautiful, but sad because the windows were dark, the house empty. I saw all the images again- the dress, the flowers and the veil, but none made any more sense to me.

Suddenly I saw the memory of the face again, and I realized why I should have recognized it- the face was mine.

Sorry this is so short, but I have to go to dinner. Me and my evil cliffhangers. Bwahahaha. Anyways, more soon!