Chelsea Fine

Strength isn't about what you can and cannot achieve. It__ about what you will and will not do in order to achieve.

We sit in silence for a minute. Thinking about the freedom we don't have and the future we can't control.

Scarlet watched a leaf fall to the ground, lying dead amoung the other leaves on the forest floor. "A brief life seems pointless."Tristan thought for a moment. "Isn't that what life is, though? A brief opportunity to exist? A short gift?

She just keeps kissing my scars. Every scar. She knows about them all. She watched them all appear and heal. Sophie's lips against me make every punch, every kick, every wound, every scar worth it.

Gifts are not things that you earn or deserve they are a way for the giver to show their appreciation for you and Daren, you are a part of my family

Love.Not the kind you see in the movies or hear about on the radio.The real kind.The kind that gets beaten down and bloody, yet perseveres.The kind that hopes even when hope seems foolish.The kind that can forgives. The kind that believes in healing. The kind that can sit in silence and feel renewed.The real kind of love.It's rare and we have it..

Are you okay? You seem ...soggy.""Soggy?""Yes." Heather nodded. "Like you're a depressed spaghetti noodle or something.

How did you kill the Ashman in the forest last year?___ shot him with an arrow.___hat kind of arrow?___ sharp one.__ate rolled his eyes. __eally, dude? A sharp one?

Gabriel shuffled around the trunk again, searching for faux arrows__rrows designed to injure but not kill. __ll these arrows are sharp__nd have blood on them.___es, well, I left my cotton candy arrows at home next to my teddy bear.__abriel turned to Tristan. __e__e not going to kill that guy.___e might.___ristan, that__ homicide.___t__ self defense.___t__ not self defense. He didn__ come after you.___ut he came after Scarlet. And, technically, Scarlet is a piece of me. So, yeah. It__ self-defense. Are you coming with me or not?___ don__ want to kill him. I just want to hurt him. Or detain him.___r maybe you could just give him a big hug.__ristan started marching into the woods. __ou can stay there and clean weapons or whatever, but I__ going after our intruder.

Before he knew he was immortal. Before life was no longer fragile. Those were the days when life truly meant something.When life was hard but worthwile, and love was valuable because your days were numbered.That was living.

Tristan was silent for a few moments, looking at the leaves before them. "Life isn't about the past and the future. It's about today." He paused. "It's about five minutes from now and two seconds ago. It's moments, you know? Not years. Years aren't what define us.

His voice is so low I can feel it brushing my waist.

I'm still angry with him, but I follow him through the drizzle anyway. Because this is Levi. This is my hero. And you always follow your heroes, even when you're mad, even when you'd rather punch them in the mouth. That's how trust works. It's blind and unconditional and it takes you places you can't reach by yourself.Just like love.