“It seemed we had only one enemy left. Time. Renesmee was growing too fast. We all worried about how long we would have with her. It just made every moment more precious.” -Bella Cullen(Breaking Dawn Part 2)
There is sweet music that softer falls. Than petals from blown roses on the grass. Or night-dews on still waters between walls. Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass. Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.