#colonial verse

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@nxghtlight

He knew better then to run off into the deepest parts of the woods where no one had ever dared to travel before. At least it was a rule that he told his sister, but it wasn't one he kept himself. Once on a dare, he had wandered through these very woods and had come across a quiet stream. It was the prefect spot for one to clear ones mind, or to carve a rabbit out of a block of wood that he happened to be doing on this warm afternoon. Jack was sitting down underneath a tree, his hands busy as he focused on making the details just right. Even though his mother disapproved, he was always the first to welcome back the traveling huntsman that would pass by his village every now and then. The huntsman would always indulge in Jacks curiosity and would feed him stories about far away places he had been to. And it had been him who had taught Jack how to carve several different figures out of wood. Of course Jack was still learning, but this attempt seemed promising enough to him. After all, he needed it to be just right if he was going to give it to Emma on her birthday.

His sisters birthday was coming up in about two days, and like him, she loved rabbits the most. "Good. Got ya ears...now need the rest of ya body," he mumbled. Howver it was then that Jack heard some rustling in the bushes behind him that caused him to flinch. He climbed up to his feet, his hand clutching tightly to his knife as he looked towards the direction that the noise have come from. "Hello? Anyone there? Promise not to bite ya head off or anything..."

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@joycethejoyspirit

Jack was known as the welcoming crew among his other more mischievous titles. His favorite of which being trickster. However for this particular mission he was just going to welcome the newcomer to his village. Even though he had his own way of doing it. Jack had noticed this stranger walking around his village, so he couldn't keep himself from climbing a tree. He waited until they were right underneath it before he hung himself upside down from a branch facing them.

"Hiya! Jackson Overland Frost at ya service. But ya can call me Jack. Welcome to Burgess where we got rabbit hunts, nightly campfire stories, the works! So how long are ya gonna be staying and who are ya?"

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@dragcntraining

This was the furthest that Jack have ever been outside of his village. But most of the children were busy today and his sister was off with his mother helping her on sewing some person or other a dress. Which just left Jack alone with his chores. But as it turned out he had been able to finish those rather quickly. So with nothing else to do, he had decided to explore by himself in the parts of the forest that he hadn't been to before. And now, he might have gotten himself lost. Jack huffed out a sigh, looking all around to find that it was useless. The trees all looked the same to him in these parts.

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elsa-jack-frost-fusion

The kids loved to hear stories. Tonight was Jack's turn to share one. So he had decided to tell them the time where he had saved his sister from falling into the pond. Jack had brought the staff that had helped him to show them. The children had all been in awe over the story. After it was done they had played a few games around the fire. Like they always did every night. When their little gathering was done, Jack told them to go on ahead to their homes while he put out the fire. Finally done with the chore he was hopping out of the rundown building that nobody used, his staff leaning against his shoulder when he heard a noise. "Hey, thought I told ya all to go on home? What? Forgot your way?" Jack turned around, thinking that it was one of the children. "Stop playing hide and seek and come out already. Don't have all night, ya know?"

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omniscient-winter

Jack was suppose to be out gathering fire wood that morning. But as usual he had gotten distracted. This time his distraction came in the form of a bunny. Jack had developed the habit that he had to chase every single bunny he came in contact with. In the hopes that they were the Easter Bunny. Thus far Jack had been unsuccessful, but he figured it was fun to try. Right now he was running after a rather small brown bunny when they disappeared inside a rabbit hole. Jack panted out of breath as he knelt down on the ground, craning his neck to try and see inside.

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thatbratjamiebennett

Jack had been playing hide and seek with the children that lived in his village. He had spent the last hour finding every single one of them. Now it was there turn to find him. He had climbed up on a tree, and laid himself down on a branch. He figured it was as good a hiding place as any, considering people rarely looked up anyway. At some point he had dozed off, and had gotten a nightmare. His sleep was restless as he turned over, and managed to fall down on someone who had been walking past his tree. Jack groaned as he rolled himself off the other person. "Sorry about that. Must have fallen asleep, and I, uh, kind of fell. But ya seem to be alright, right?"

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emmabelievesinsnow

They were out in the woods that morning, and Jack was just setting up the playing field for their little hopscotch game. It was sort of a tradition for them considering they did it every morning. Jack jumped up with a grin, looking down at the various twigs that he had arranged into small squares. He threw a small rock in the air and caught it before hopping over to stand next to his sister. "Admit it, ain't bad right? Did a pretty good job if I can say so. Then again when don't I?" he joked. He handed the rock over to her before he added, "Go on, I'll let ya go first this time."

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icexwingxaurelia

The first snow fall was always the most special. At least that was the way Jack saw it. The trees and the ground were littered with snow. It had snowed so much last night that it was up to his knees. He had challenged the kids including his sister to a big snowball fight. He could faintly hear their giggles as he hid behind a tree, reloading. Jack glanced around the tree, his eyes landing on a figure a few feet away from him. Mistaking the figure as one of the children, he threw the snow ball. Watching as it sailed through the air.