Hello everyone! This is a very special occasion that made me come here again. Forgive my wordiness but it is bound to happen when such strong emotions take a hold of my heart!
I always feel our lives are like rivers. No one can imagine the point we reach at the end from the point we start. The elusive ocean at the end makes us brave the unknown terrains and those valorous moves open up the wonderful world to us. Every turn brings us something unexpected, some obstacle to overcome, some hard cliff to jump over, or some new soil to soak. A river runs inside each of us all through our lives.
So do our stories. When we start telling one, oftentimes, we are not certain about where we should take them or rather where it will take us! Suffice to say, that is what happened to this story. It took a life of its own and my dearest friend, Compass54, decided to run along with its flow and shape a course for it. Being a brilliant writer as she is, the path she's created for the story is just as magical as the colourful river of Northern Lights on an Arctic sky. She never ever disappoints us!
That being said, whoever is still following this little story of mine, I request you to head over Compass54's author page, fanfictiondotnet/u/4087937/compass54, and start following Christmas Dreaming. The wondrous journey of Isabella Swan and Masen Edwards started in Australian Outback over four years ago but the spending of it is not yet done.