Daedalus In Exile, Ch. 7-16

I owe you like 7 chapters of reviews, so this is just going to be a diatribe of everything I have been feeling/experiencing.

I think for anyone glossing over this story, they would say it was a story of second chances and redemption, but I feel those phrases are too shallow for what you have created. This is about discovering a self that you never knew could exist. From the time he was 17, Edward has been forced into the mindset and ideals that Carlisle set forth for him upon his rebirth. Edward left and walked a long path of destruction seeing the truth in the warnings of the beautiful harbinger of death he could be. In his isolation, he has been working towards redemption or at least some self-forgiveness for his transgressions.

Now, having his believed root of his erred ways living and breathing in his sanctuary, he is forced to face himself, and realize that maybe some of the truths he has set down for himself might not be true. This girl that makes his venom flow just might not be the source of his ultimate act of murder, but may actually be the balm for his soul. The LIFE in his life. He is starting to realize that there are emotions out there stronger than hunger or obligation. There is a new taste that is saturating his brain whether he is ready to admit that. There is the glimmer of lust, and the slow impenetrable fog of love seeping into his veins.

I can see that a choice is going to be before him soon, if I am reading your signs correctly, and it won't be the one he thought he would have to make.