Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
If I had the brocade of heaven,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
Weaved with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
And the blue night and the white daylight
of night and light and the half-light,
And the intricate lights of dawn and dusk,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
I will use this brocade to spread under your feet.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
But I, so poor, only have dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Just spread my dreams at your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Be gentle, because you are stepping on my dream. Edward is the male protagonist, and the female protagonist has a secret silver spirit, a kind of fairy made up by herself, so please don't go to Baidu.
Set up the Honey Mary Sue, but make sure it doesn't make it so sour that you'll foam at the mouth.