Surely, as a rule, some little bit of moonlight would filter through the clouds, through the clinks in the canopy of trees, and find the ground. Not tonight. Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight-a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn't cold.
Stephenie MeyerAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: December 24, 1973