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I turned my head in the direction of the sound, seriously wondering who the intruder could be. I gripped the sheets under me, the pain and blood of my foot long forgotten. I felt a rising twist grow in my chest. Fear.
"Listen, I don't know who you are or how you got into my room, but please, just leave me. I'd be of no use to you; I'm blind, after all!" I nervously laughed, wishing Jack would hurry with that bandage.
"Oh? The little girl is blind? Now, that could be quite the advantage for me. After all, we're more scared of that which we cannot see." I heard a low chuckle emanate from the direction of the voice, and in that instant I felt a rough sensation pass over my skin, one that burned as it rolled across. Sand?
I had only felt sand a couple times; once pre-accident, and once post-accident. Each time, it was such a foreign substance that I fumbled about with my tiny legs, screaming in pain from the hot sand that never touched the water, and wailing from rubbing wet, sticky sand into my eyes.
However, this sand was different. It didn't just burn my feet, or my eyes; it burned everything. As I released an agonizing scream, I felt myself lose consciousness; something of which I was familiar.
I experienced frequent blackouts after the accident. Constantly, hot flashes would wash over me, and I would feel dizzy, and lose consciousness. I hadn't done that in at least seven years.
--
I awoke to a pounding in my cranium, and my body against the cold of metal. I furrowed my brows and sat up, using my hands to feel the surrounding area. Metal, bars, and...bones. I let out a small scream and jumped back, covering my mouth.
"Well, it seems our little "snowflake" has woken up." I heard the voice say from behind me. I rotated my head to the sound, confusion overtaking me.
"Who are you, and where am I?"
The voice chuckled.
"Why, I'm Pitch, Dear. Pitch Black; and you're in my home."
"Listen, I don't know who you are or how you got into my room, but please, just leave me. I'd be of no use to you; I'm blind, after all!" I nervously laughed, wishing Jack would hurry with that bandage.
"Oh? The little girl is blind? Now, that could be quite the advantage for me. After all, we're more scared of that which we cannot see." I heard a low chuckle emanate from the direction of the voice, and in that instant I felt a rough sensation pass over my skin, one that burned as it rolled across. Sand?
I had only felt sand a couple times; once pre-accident, and once post-accident. Each time, it was such a foreign substance that I fumbled about with my tiny legs, screaming in pain from the hot sand that never touched the water, and wailing from rubbing wet, sticky sand into my eyes.
However, this sand was different. It didn't just burn my feet, or my eyes; it burned everything. As I released an agonizing scream, I felt myself lose consciousness; something of which I was familiar.
I experienced frequent blackouts after the accident. Constantly, hot flashes would wash over me, and I would feel dizzy, and lose consciousness. I hadn't done that in at least seven years.
--
I awoke to a pounding in my cranium, and my body against the cold of metal. I furrowed my brows and sat up, using my hands to feel the surrounding area. Metal, bars, and...bones. I let out a small scream and jumped back, covering my mouth.
"Well, it seems our little "snowflake" has woken up." I heard the voice say from behind me. I rotated my head to the sound, confusion overtaking me.
"Who are you, and where am I?"
The voice chuckled.
"Why, I'm Pitch, Dear. Pitch Black; and you're in my home."
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Jack Frost x Reader CHAPTER 4 Song to Snow.
WOW ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I DIDN'T POST THIS STORY I GUESS... SO IM SUPER SORRY AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS :) SORRY IF ITS BAD. IM A HORRIBLE WRITER.
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ You guys went to where the others were. "You guys made up eh?" North said. "Erm yeah." You said and Jack was just looking away blushing "Hmm. I see you guys in a couple." Tooth smiled. "Wha????? W-were just friends
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Jack Frost X Reader: One Night In Winter
You wake up, stretch, and look out the window. You see a vast land of snow, and young children playing outside. Your mother walks into the room.
"School has been cancelled today,____. Go and enjoy the snow!" She walks out, closing the door behind her. You groan.
"At least there's no school." You murmur. You ruffle your messy hair, and sit up.
"I'm not very fond of winter..." You murmur again. You slide out of bed, get your winter clothes on, and step outside.
A cold breeze smacked your face as you stepped out. You shiver, watching the children run around in the snow. You were never really fond of winter. You always loathed the cold, icy weat
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He's Only a Fairy Tale ( Jack Frost Drabble)
You walked around outside, feeling nothing but the cold. Truthfully, you liked the cold. It was always such a unique and nice feeling. When there was snow, there was you. That's what Jack Frost started to notice. Sure, you never believed in him but he saw you a lot. It was almost amusing to him.
Today, was one of those days.
Jack Frost sat on a snowy and cold rooftop, looking around the town he held dear to him. It was silent, even for the afternoon it was silent, some cars where going around but not much. " Where is everybody?" He asked himself, jumping from the rooftop to the snow filled sidewalk. Jack paused and looked to the side, hear
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b-bones!?are you kidding me O,,o,,O