Beautiflly Sad

I remember when I first read this story. I was alone in a caravan on a stormy loud (and I mean really freaking loud) night at 3am in the morning with the power completely cut off.

All I had was my iPad and a recently made hot chocolate when I accidentally stumbled across this gem of a story.

I read it non stop throughout the storm and wow... It was amazing. It was emotional and lovely, I actually ended up having a nightmare because of this thing.

The fact that I read this during a storm in the dark just made my experience better.

I never really thought to write a review until now 4 years later and well... Here's that reveiw.

Absolutely fantastic. Read ALL 25 chapters straight. Couldn't put it down.

Oh gosh this broke my heart! Even though I knew it probably would end badly...I just kept hoping. Your story was beautiful and interesting. Live and Love.

Wow! This is one of the most depressing stories I've ever read!

this was such a sad ending but loved this story

*Stares*... my heart *clutches chest* SO GOOD!

I enjoyed this story a lot. It was different and I found its outcome refreshing and suited it well.

Xx

very amazing story!

I... I don't know how to start. Maybe saying "I'm sorry" for any mistake you might find while you read this, 'cause I'm Colombian, and my English its good, but not as much as yours, I’m sure.

The summary totally hooked me. It really was something strange, and new, because I’ve never read something as that. From the beginning, with that little question: “Is there anyone-anything-still alive on this dying planet?” I knew it was Edward. It had to be, but I never thought it would be so hard to read. Don’t misunderstand me. Not hard for the constant mistakes or confusing staff, but hard in the way that I felt how Bella was felling, not because I have experienced it before, but because of such deep words. I’ve always said that a good writer must turn feelings into words, and that may be the most difficult part about writing, and for me, a really good book is a really good book when, not only the story and characters are incredible, but when those words in which the book is written transmit all the possible feelings, without mattering if they are strong or not, just when they do it. And you definitely did it.

The principal idea you work through the chapters is amazing; it hooks the reader and makes it impossible to stop reading, or that happened in my case, because I could not stop. I read it in a very short time, kind of 3 hours. A little less a little more, and know that I’ve finished, I realize I haven’t stopped reading and crying during those hours, because, yeah, you made me cry like I’ve never cried with any other book. I remember a couple of years ago reading a book, well, a Twilight Fanfic called “Twice in a Lifetime Singer”, and even though I love reading the same book multiple times, that very one is the only one I’ve never been able to read it more than once, because the end is devastatingly sad that I can’t make myself read it again, and it made me cry so much… But, Reading yours? Damn, that one didn’t make me cry so much as this one did. Talking seriously, all that tears my eyes poured where thanks to all those feelings a felt while I read.

Mostly I think it affected me so much, because I felt Bella’s loneliness, and pain in being in a world in which she was all alone, with no one who would hold her, talk to her, anything. When she found Edward, it made me smile a bit, because she was not going to be alone anymore. Then the trying-to-kill-Bellla moment was horrible, but didn’t make me cry, but I just hoped he wouldn’t do it. Then he was gone, and I did cried when she felt so lonely in that house, and when she promised herself to find him. The Scrable part, not very sure in which timing happened, Godness, it broke me completely. And then there was the Cullen’s end. That one was too much to support; Carlisle and Esme in a beginning, then Alice and Jasper’s way to say goodbye with her lover in his arms, then Emmett’s turn and Rosalie’s way to go and join him. Later was the meadow, and I felt hope when I saw so much life on it, and since the very first time they were there, I knew it had something to do with both of them, and their love, which you kind of proof me later when they were there and with the kiss, a red flower grew. I felt hope and said to myself: “They are going to make this world better. They are going to heal it. Life will start again thanks to their love…” and you, obviously, proof me wrong. Then it was the routing they created: sixty days together and then ten days staying away while Edward controlled his monster, and it was okey, but then it was the moment Bella said her food was finishing, and then the option of becoming what Edward was, and then her thoughts about it, and the sad face of Edward when she said she could not become a vampire, and then that sun. That red-blood sun, Billy’s thoughts through that journey, Carlisle’s words, and all that hope I felt inside me shattered into thousand pieces onto the floor. When she said goodbye to her home, and to Charlie was devastating, and then feeding Edward and him gone was surprising but understandable. And then that earthquake came. And Bella was all alone, and I could see the end of her life without Edward near her, and my tears would not let me read anything, and then, a second before, Edward came and was going to do it, and I though: “What if they survive through the earthquake? Edward would have killed her lover and he would be all alone…”, but then Bella said she didn’t wanted to die like that and then they did. They died in a beautiful, intimate form, and oh-so-romantic. When you’re surrounded by your lovers arms, you feel good, excellent, even if you are dying, because those arms bring are so meaningful, and I believe that’s what she felted when she decided to die that way, and I swear to you that make me cried during half a hour, minutes more, minutes less.

It affected me so much because I placed myself in her shoes: What if I saw the people I love die? What if I were the only one alive? Would I kill myself? Would I be as strong as Bella and try to go on? Would I would be as lucky as her and find someone? Would I go insane on being all alone in the world?

Those questions were the ones I asked myself at the beginning of this book, and were the ones who caused all my tears thanks to all those feelings, so thank you. Thank you so much for this story. It made me thing, you know? And made me meditate: humans are so selfish and so unthankful for what life gives us, and we consider ourselves the kings of the world: invincible and immortal, when reality is we should thank everything we have, not mattering how little it is, and we have to live the moments as the last, knowing how fragile our life’s can be, because they can end in any second, and we won’t be able to be happy for what we reached to do, because we didn’t knew it was the last time we’ll eat something, see someone, dream and live happily.

Thank you very much for this amazing thing you created, and my full and huge congratulations for making me cry: it shows how a big writer you are for transmitting all those feelings.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Kisses and hugs from Colombia,

Dani.

Amazing story it made me want to cry

You said the stars were all gone, which is the reason for the complete darkness...but what about the moon? Did I miss the explanation there or am I being ridiculous?

Wow. I picked this up last night and didn't put it down until I read the last word. This is not my usual genre of fic but you had me hooked from the second paragraph.

Thanks for leaving it up for us late birds to find and enjoy!

Me encanto tu historia!

This is going to be one of those mind fuck stories where Edward was in head and was never really there isn't it? Sigh. I can see it now. It makes me wanna check the ending to see if I should continue reading.