#seireithecheshirecat

[askthespectralboy]

happy birthday!!! :)

[[Thank you!]]

[magicaeartis]

seirei-thecheshirecat

peterandco

theguardianjackfrost

gungal-liz

makeshiftdaughterof-fear

"Hello!" He said cheerfully towards the crowed of people, "I didn't hear you come in! I hope you closed the door on your way out."

[the-penguiann]

Jack Says

**To all my rp partners, I am so sorry I disappeared if you wanted to talk to me. The power went out and that means the internet, too. But I'm here now. And I'll be here all day. :) **

[the-penguiann]

Sweater is awesome!!! :D

**Haha! Thanks! I still need to make a staff, though…**

[gonnahavealittlefun]

❄

((Hi! I don’t think we’ve spoken yet! You should drop me or Jack a message sometime. :D Thanks for the snowflake~))

[the-penguiann]

⊗ (I'm sorry, I'm curious)

That night, when Jack looked up at the stars, none showed themselves. He had an awful feeling in his gut and he didn’t like it. Was it overcast? No…

He walked towards a light in the distance. A star? The light was fading. He ran to see it before it went out, too.

When he got there, there was blood every where. Jack walked a bit closer to a form on the ground. He was cautious.

It was her. The light spirit. The one who put the stars in the sky. Upon closer inspection, Jack saw two deep cuts on her wrists that trailed all the way to her elbows. One on each. He felt the lump begin to form in his throat. Nearby, her lantern on her staff was just fading; the star he’d seen. A single star escaped, flickering.

‘I’m sorry, Jack,’ It whispered. ‘I couldn’t take the pain any more. I was losing myself to Pitch and I wouldn’t let him take over. Please forgive me.’ With a final blink, the star died, drifting to the ground like a tiny flake.

Jack cupped it in his hands. It was the last piece of her he could ever touch again.

[the-penguiann]

Jack Says

**Where did all my rp partners go?**

[the-penguiann]

Sorry at the food story working on a response now

**It's fine. Take your time. I'll be here.**