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Ever heard the saying boredom kills?
Jack was starting to think it was true.
He hadn’t had any good entertainment in days. At this point it was falling back on the little things that kept the winter spirit from doing something really stupid. Powerlines were a good start, coat ‘em in a nice layer or two of frost just by walkin’ on them.
Tapped his staff against one wire,
tapped it against the other,
watched the frost spread—.
With a loud groan Jack pushed his hood back, swinging his arm back and forth in a short arc as his staff bobbed back and forth with it. He pursed his lips.