We picked our way down to the beach, Mike leading the way to a ring of driftwood logs that had obviously been used for parties like ours before. There was a fire circle already in place, filled with black ashes. Eric and the boy I thought was named Ben gathered broken branches of driftwood from the drier piles against the forest edge, and soon had a teepee-shaped construction built atop the old cinders.
我们循路走下沙滩，迈克在前头领路，把我们带向一圈圆浮木。显然，这圈浮木之前也曾为像我们这样的成群结队的旅人服务过。那里有个摆得恰到好处的篝火堆，上面铺满了黑色的灰烬。埃里克和另一个男孩——我想他的名字是本——从树林边缘干燥的木头堆里收集了不少破碎的浮木块，然后很快在那些经年累月的灰烬上垒起了一个摇摇晃晃的木架。
"Have you ever seen a driftwood fire?" Mike asked me. I was sitting on one of the bone-colored benches; the other girls clustered, gossiping excitedly, on either side of me. Mike kneeled by the fire, lighting one of the smaller sticks with a cigarette lighter.
“你见过浮木篝火吗？”迈克问我。我坐在其中一张骨白色的长凳上，别的女孩都聚在一起，兴奋地说着闲话，坐在了我的另一边。迈克跪在篝火旁，正在用打火机点燃其中一根比较细的干枝。
"No," I said as he placed the blazing twig carefully against the teepee.
“没有。”我说，看着他把那个熊熊燃烧着的细枝小心地放到那堆摇摇晃晃的木架上。
"You'll like this then — watch the colors." He lit another small branch and laid it alongside the first. The flames started to lick quickly up the dry wood.
“那你一定会喜欢这个的——看它的颜色。”他点燃了另一根树枝，并排着放到刚才那根树枝旁。火焰开始迅速地吞没着干燥的木块。
"It's blue," I said in surprise.
“那是蓝色的！”我惊讶地说。
"The salt does it. Pretty, isn't it?" He lit one more piece, placed it where the fire hadn't yet caught, and then came to sit by me. Thankfully, Jess was on his other side. She turned to him and claimed his attention. I watched the strange blue and green flames crackle toward the sky.
“因为有盐。很漂亮，对吧？”他又点燃了一片木屑，放到木架上火还没烧到的地方，然后过来坐到我旁边。谢天谢地，杰西坐在他的另一边。她转向他，努力吸引他的注意力。我看着那堆古怪的蓝绿色火焰冲着天空劈啪作响。《暮光之城》当生命是你所能给予自己挚爱的人的一切时，你怎么可能不把生命献给他呢？对于贝拉来说，无可救药地爱上爱德华之后，生活既像是充满甜蜜的幻想，又像是深不可测的可怕梦魇。不管她作出什么样的抉择，都将牵动着两个族群的命运。从两人第一次牵手的那一刻起，贝拉和爱德华就明白对方是自己要找的另一半，爱情就像雨后的阳光一样温润着他们的灵魂。幸福让人觉得温暖，却又让人如履薄冰。来自于不同世界的两个人的禁忌之爱，像狂躁的风暴蹂躏折磨着两颗脆弱的心。既然贝拉勇敢地做出决定，一连串空前的惊人事件便随之展开，在这动荡的一年，诱惑与冲突将带领她走向最后的关键时刻。贝拉飘舞的心绪终将情归何处？她与爱德华、雅各布三人的最后命运又将会如何？
