I've been spending quite a bit of time in this bookstore next to my uni recently. The reason is rather straight forward. I've been sneaking around, reading. Finished the book Twilight and I'm now working on New Moon.
I am quite surprised by my gradual development of interest in the Twilight Saga. Yes, Twilight Saga revolves around teenage romance and Bella is the typical teenage girl that makes me feel disgusted. The story was somehow too girlie for me. Yet, as the story develops, the darkness within started to draw my attention. The forbidden was thrilling and intoxicating. Edward's emotional struggle was something fresh yet familiar. Because of this, I continued reading.
Vampires, creatures of the doomed, have always been classical favourite of mine. Having beauty, elegance and immortality in their possession, they still live a pitiful life. That tragic beauty of darkness is simply alluring. The forbidden are always inviting. Fictional characters they are. Yet, ironically, they are the essence of us, human. They are the very creation of our imagination and desire.
These few sessions of reading have been somehow revitalizing. The thirst for a life is being quenched. Imaginations are finally allowed to run freely without being suppressed by reality. It does feel like I'm alive again. And on a side note, the book triumph over the movie. Just like what we've always knew.
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