empathetiic

          it happened at long last, the gratification of a  desire  almost
          forgotten and abandoned by the illusion of time. the invitation
          of the century to the cullens, one they so often declined, was
          preceded by the arrival of the very trail he had wrapped his head
          around with. such bewilderment stirred his thoughts when the
          lament of his essence approached with a velocity that could
          only mean his end or his beginning.

                       ‘ blessed is he who comes
                                                      with such a gift.
                                                                you are most welcome
                                                                 here in volterra,  jasper. ’