Author: Relala PM
Eternity is blissful in Eden and bliss is found in eternity with his auburn haired angel. •FLUFF•Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Edward & Jasper - Words: 519 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 4 - Published: 10-15-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5444367
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BETA: Lady of Scarlet
FANDOM STATUS: Fanon
Humans can speak of bliss as if they know what they are talking about, speaking in hushed voices of the afterlife and the bliss that their religions promise will follow after they die, but foolish mortals cannot comprehend the bliss of the afterlife. Their minds can't comprehend the true meaning of "the road to eternal bliss," they cannot understand the beauty of the eternal night because they cannot see the burning stars which blaze as bright as the sun.
Human beings throw away their chances at eternal bliss as if they are trash, mocking tales of immortality and people who drink blood by saying they are nothing more than bedtime stories. Myths. Things like the so-called "Heaven" which exists somewhere out there but can't possibly exist because it cannot be found. Things like vampires.
The truth is that humans just need to peel their eyes open so that they can see the stars a little more. They just don't wish to know that somewhere out there, in a place that their human hands can't touch, a blossoming utopia exists. And it is full of people who are quite aware of the meaning of bliss.
They are so-called "dead" people, a special group of men and women who have cast away the need for heartbeats, to live forever in an Eden of their own making. A world of their own creations where every man and woman takes life to create it. They have bottled bliss within themselves and it breaks away at their skin and shows in sparkles along their flesh. They are in–
"Contentment, Jasper," whispers Edward. "You've become a glass bottle, full of to the brim, and every time you come around me you spill a little of your gift into me."
Soft laugher, enriched by the taint of an old Southern accent, floats along the breeze and Jasper just continues to pour his emotions into the other man, trailing his fingertips along Edward's chest, tracing the designs of diamonds which glitter like multicolored polished pieces of church glass underneath his skin. Baby pink sparkles on the backs of his hands and periwinkle along his arms. Lime greens scattered across his chest with pale blues under his eyes. He can afford to give Edward this gift, these moments of near mind-numbing happiness, because he can always refill himself endlessly.
Endless contentment, too, Jasper thinks at him. We can have this meadow, these wonderful emotions, forever. Just the two of us suspended in time.
Eternity is blissful in Eden and bliss is found in eternity with his auburn haired angel.
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First draft: 10-15-09