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And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him. Penombra, which is Twilight in Italian, is a collection of poems-one for each chapter of Twilight.

I would just like to thank Nightrose, who is betaing for me!

1. Chapter 1

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I was about to die,

But it was for a noble reason.

To save a loved one-but every thing had gone awry.

I stared death in the face,

Knowing that he had won,

I did not show a trace

Of defeat-absolutely none.

He sauntered forward,

To kill me,

To gain his despairing reward.