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Rain streaked the car windows as Carlisle drove the winding road back from the hospital. A glance in the rearview mirror showed the change: his eyes, usually a warm, liquid gold, had clouded to a murky brown. The thirst was a persistent whisper in his veins. He needed the quiet and the hunt. At the mansion, Edward and Alice were already waiting, attuned to his restlessness. Together, they moved north, leaving the damp forests of Washington for the vast, snow-blanketed silence of Alaska. The world was still, a monochrome of white and grey, until a new scent sliced through the cold—coppery, frantic, alive with immortal fear. In a blur of motion, he found its source. You stood amid the trees, the crimson glare of a newborn burning in your eyes, your whole form taut with confused hunger. Ed…