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Icefall -Natural Bridge State Park

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{♞|  "Head, shoulders, knees and--oh, right. You don't have those."

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{♞|  He leaned back within the darkness of the crevasse. The echoing sound of cracking ice was definitely soothing and enjoyable in a sense. His Shepherd's crook stationed idly against the icy walls comfortably and now he could relax after a hard day's work. Well, if one was to call it work at all. Bringing a terrifying blizzard suddenly upon the coastal reign without warning caused a panic among the people. Adults and children alike were fleeing towards their homes and out of the blistering and unpredictable weather. Dropping temperatures that were steadily in the safe area to deathly icy and unforgiving levels were fun.

He laughed to himself remembering one child upon the beach was frozen completely. Their parents screaming hysterically for help when everyone else disappeared. He floated down to their levels, twisted slightly within the air and gave the child a parting word of advice: Now you'll think twice before enjoying the waves, kid. And with that he was off once more.  Within the embrace of wild winds a thought occur to him. I could use a break. He decided to venture to the one place he always enjoyed when taking a small hiatus from his work; Antarctica. Thus, now he stretched his arms over his head lazily before setting himself into an offline state of mind.

However, when this happened his element began to spread on its own. Creep along the cracks and creases of each block of ice until it caressed the edges of the trench. The soot-like frost and ice embed itself and formed a rather ominous picture for anyone to see if they happened to cross.  No one would want to jump into a hole with black and curling tendrils slivering about the tops edge.

mirror, mirror

       Jack set himself up for it, really. Let himself get too close, hope too much that things would be different than what everyone told him. Arrogant enough to think that he would be the exception to it all. Really, what was he thinking.

                   He knew exactly what he was thinking.                               He thought they would believe forever.

       But forever was an awfully long time, and even Jack’s three hundred years couldn’t even scratch the surface of that. The winter spirit had expected too much, put too much faith in the idea of things never changing, that he’d pretty much signed himself up for an outcome like this. Caleb didn’t believe in him anymore. He hadn’t known the kid as well as he’d like to — gotten as close as he had with Jamie — but that didn’t mean it stung any less.

                                          ‘Hey Jack come and play with us! Guys, Jack’s here!’                                      'Jamie, who're talking to? There’s nobody there.’

       Jack didn’t look back. He had to get out of there, had to be anywhere else but Burgess. And moments like this, Antarctica was where the winter spirit escaped to. He saw it as like a second home, a place to go when he needed to be alone. And right now, he sorely needed that.

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{♞|  He exhaled black seams of twisted mirth from his chapped lips. His blueish ivory hues watching it fade into a nonexistent void within the air. His worn and ghostly fingers tightening around the threshold of his ancient Shepherd's crook before letting out a boisterous laugh. It echoed across the expansion to those who could hear him. He had just finished it--a little special project he had been working on. It took a while considering the amount of certain...materials he had to find. Once he was done he decided to celebrate by coating the forest in a thick layer of soot-like frost and cripple the wildlife around it. It was a pleasant feeling while watching a poor little rabbit jerk in its spot before falling over from the sheer force of his noxious conjuring. 

His upper lip twitch almost in sync as he narrowed his eyes at a suddenly feeling in-fluxing within his hollow veins. He sharply turned his attention towards the direction of his project. His moment of pure euphoria interrupted by a certain mechanism by whispers and urges of the wild winds of his element. 

                            "Someone is playing where they shouldn't."

His words drenched in disdain to who might have stumbled upon his work and has now ruined it. Someone needs their lesson learned. Jack hissed between his clenched teeth before zipping towards the site by the aid of wind. Twisting and turning throughout the forest canopy before finally making it to the desired location. His toes curled around the surface of the branch, his nails stabbed into the seams of the innocent threshold holding him up as he peered ferociously below. His vacant hues showing him some girl decided to play kitty and take a look underneath the bed of ice he had spread out.

The lake was his canvas to paint and create as he wished. His malice deepened tremendously towards the idiotic human. Although he could easily fix her mistake but it didn't solve the fact: someone touched what was his. He felt a growl vibrate in the back of his throat. 

                            "What exactly do you think you're doing, kid? You touched what was mine!"

                           He didn't care if she could or couldn't hear or see him.

                           As of now he labeled her a target of his harsh icy touch. 

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          Frost tinged her champagne lips, sucking the already pale hue from swollen skin. Languid was her arise, consciousness ascending so lethargically in pace due to the sudden appearance of tepid snowfall, so uncaring in warning of arrival. Cognitive queries were soon made as the wheels in her mind began to wind themselves, churning the question of why. Autumn was still in full session when she had first gained the upper hand on insomniatic tendencies, and although the fall’s air was neither spring nor summer in the making, surely the chilling grasp of winter did not attempt to fade into it.

          This was not the work of a cyclical normalcy.

          Cautious were her steps as numbed fingers brushed the freshly fallen snow from her raven locks. It occurred to her now that with her appearance, she was made an easy target – so stark in contrast, the separate spectrums harshly resides by one another, the lacking shade morphing her into a target point.

          Her steps grew more rapid.

          Cloaking herself into the nearby forest, hoping the atramentous figures looming with shadows as pitch as her appearance would further steal her away, Aylen had not once considered that unusual landmarks would reveal themselves to her in such a place. Foggy breath surrounded her vision, yes, but at the very center realm held the most peculiar lake frozen in time.

          Her heart would drop down to her stomach at the sight as drawing closer to the icy edge from the thick mirrored cover what appeared to be a body would float in such a surreal manner in the frozen liquid.

          Of course, she would attempt to break it open. Blades would strike through the untouched prison, shattering the glassy surface, though careful not to injure the prisoner below. Her white pants grew in audio, locks of midnight swaying with every movement.

          Was this a grave?

          The multiple bodies now conspicuous in the frozen lake replied; of course.

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We held and held very still for the rest of the day and for the whole of the night, all piano bones and hums and moans.

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"Too bad none of us have a pea/cock/ for you to see."

{♞|  ”Oh—the disappointing truth. I’ll go throw myself into another lake to appease the pain. Woe is me.” 

     He paused for before letting out a rather stiff and unamused laugh from his lips.

            “Ha-ah. As if I would want to see that anyways. Don’t flatter yourself.”

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||--leaves a Flaming Bombe in here for Jack to find and devour to his hearts content--||

{♞|  "…"  He froze momentarily and internally bewildered for once at the sudden gesture bestowed upon him. Who left it and why? Is someone trying to get on my good side or something? Or are they simply trying their luck with my patience? His thoughts were slightly jumbled at the unanswered mystery before him. Usually consuming food was a rarity but it was one of his favorite things. He felt his upper lip twitch instantly at the thought.

            "…Looks like someone did their homework or I might have a stalker on my hands. Guess time will tell, right?"

He tilted his head warily before reaching out and grasping the edges of the plastic plate. Whoever they were left him all the necessary tools to enjoy it without fault. He grimaced distastefully at the thought of taking a handout from someone else. It was humiliating to say the least yet it didn’t hinder his movements.

             “…Could have used a little more cream. If you’re going to leave me an offering at least you could do is do it right.”

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{♞|  "That little black cloud over your head tells me all I need to know, kid. Or who am I actually talking to? Definitely no one who has a wordy tongue, and who seems to enjoy eating out of tactless trash cans.”

You don’t smell like fucking sunshine and flowers either, shithead. What did you do, take a swim in the local piss pool?

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{♞|  "...So you can see me? How convenient for you, kid. A lot of questions but hey why not? Just your casual entity passing by while spreading a little panic across the coastline. Does that answer your question? Or would you like a demonstration?"

A whisper of a chill slithers down her back. “Hello? Who are you? What do you want?” She asked coolly.

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{♞|  "Well aren't you just a volatile brat...and reeking all over the place with a horrible smell."

Keep talkin’, dipshit. 

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Little Boots - Meddle

So don’t go messing with a heart  Or messing with a mind Or messing with the things that are inside You don’t know what you’ll find

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{♞|  “Apparently I have to spell it out for you because it seems you have more density than osmium.” He clicked his tongue at the pure idiocy this guy had. It was rather ridiculous and he seemed to be immensely oblivious to everything around him. These types are the worst kind of people. Mindless monkeys. "Me: malevolent spirit--" Jack stated while pointing to himself before gesturing to the boy across from him. "--while you are the brainless human wonder. Simple as that. You can play denial with me all you like but I can prove it since you seem so insistent on playing dumb. You wouldn't be questioning me if one of your limbs goes missing."

Yeah, he definitely couldn’t make out a thing this kid was saying. Though even Kori had to admit, he was a little unsettled now. Afraid, though?

Not a chance.

"Look, I really don’t know what the fuck you’re goin’ on about, or what kind’a shit you’ve been snorting in your down time," because there was no way anything he was saying made any fucking sense, and this kid must have been cracked out of his head, “but I guess I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt by answerin’  you honestly. Since you’ve been so friendly an’ all.”

"I ain’t scared, an’ y’ ain’t gonna scare me neither. But feel free t’ try if you’re so adamant ‘bout it.” That said, though, his eyes were— still unsettling. 

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{♞|  “Oh? Guess I shouldn't be so surprised by that answer, should I?” Jack commented as he tilted his head for a split second. "Nice to know there are others out there who enjoy the games of cat and mouse. Even if it is a paid job. As interesting as that is...I'll be doing the torturing and killing myself. Thanks for the f-y-i but I'm fine."

        The Woman kicked back, feet propped up on the table as she stared at the male. “Depends on what you want done,” She replied, arms crossing over her chest. “I’ll rough someone up, kill ‘em, torture ‘em, whatever you need done for a price— I’ll do.”

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{♞|  "Holding on merely because some friends tell you to? How naive and cute thinking they actually care. Listen here, kid. You're going to fall hard eventually. Why not stay ahead of the game? Beat execution at its own wits? Wouldn't that be fun?"

{☣} “…Oh… well… I would say ‘yes’ if not for my friends… They’ve told me before it’s not worth it, but they don’t know the pain that comes with being half-dead to begin with.”