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Trapped in Ice The Heartbreaking Struggle of a Polar Bear

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#SUPPORTARTISTS Reposted from @dirkbischoff1 #frozenflowers #inice #flowers #trappedinice https://www.instagram.com/p/CArteOEJSDu/?igshid=a4i6l59bmlqo

[jamietheboywhobelieved-blog]

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It had been a long time since Jamie had last seen Jack Frost - Jamie missed him. It was strange how you could grow attached to someone so quickly, but somehow Jamie had felt closer to the frost spirit than he had the guardians - though he loved them too. But he never understood why Jack had refused the Guardianship - it was something that he never understood. 

Absently, Jamie pulled a knee to his chest, leaning his sketchpad on it, and began to draw, biting down on his bottom lip somewhat. He wondered if Jack would ever come back, as he sketched, and he sincerely hoped that he would. He would just have to wait and see, apparently. 

[browneyedtrickster]

browneyedtrickster & trapped-in-ice || Closed || Encounters

The white-haired male sat on a tree branch, his legs dangling and he lightly rocked one back and forth to entertain himself. Just recently… He had grabbed a hold of one of those little travel snow globes that North carried around. He had seen the man throw them in the air and a portal would come out in front of him, offering to take him somewhere—It was kind of like a short cut.. You could say.

Well, the one this boy had grabbed.. He didn’t know exactly what it was, all he knew was it showed Burgess. An old timely version of Burgess, but he didn’t think anything of it. He just thought that maybe North just didn’t bother to update it, because he had so many of these little things.

Although it had the picture of his hometown, he wasn’t taken directly into it.. More like, on the outskirts.. Out in the forest, near a familiar lake.. One that he used to visit a lot. Not that it bothered him, of course. He was wanting to go to this place rather than the village, bring back some memories.

Upon hearing crackling sticks in the area near him, he was awoken out of his thought and he glanced over. He didn’t think anyone would come out here, unless it was just a person wandering through the forest.. Although, that wasn’t likely. His eyes widened when he noticed the person.. and who it was.

“A dream?” Jack murmured to himself, keeping quiet as he didn’t want to be noticed quite yet. “That’s impossible though.. I was completely awake when I used this.” He said hushedly, looking at the snow globe in his hands before turning his look back to the brunette near him. “Or.. or hallucination! After all I am by that old lake I used to—” He cut off as he realized he wasn’t watching the volume of his voice.

His eyes were closed, soaking up the brief sunlight Burgess had to offer. It was rare for them to have sunshine that lasted a long time, usually, the sun came in short bursts, so it was best to enjoy it whilst you had the chance, which Jackson was intending to do. 

Soon enough however, he began to feel... uneasy, as though he was being watched, and soon, a single eye opened to survey his surroundings. He couldn't hear anything, the forest was silent, but that didn't mean there was nothing there. A small frown crossed his face as he sat up, before he heard a voice, which slowly picked up volume. 

He turned quickly, and found himself staring at a boy who looked.. eeriely like him, only paler, with white hair and blue eyes. He frowned somewhat, confused, before offering an uneasy grin.

"Uh.. Hello." 

[ahiddenkissonthecorner]

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Wendy saw a group of people nearby and she had never seen them in Neverland before. She wasn't sure if it would be safe to greet them. She was willing to take the risk. She did have Peter teach her how to wield a sword and fight. Hopefully that was enough. Wendy came out and greeted them. "Hello."

[thespiritofallhallowseve]

"A diary?" Jack questions himself, opening the small book and flipping through some pages.- ☱

One of the entries was a page full of blurry patches, making some of the words unreadable. 

Dear Diary,

Today I thought mostly of my brother. Even though it’s been months, I still can’t go back to the lake. I miss him so much. Mom is struggling with it as well. I swore I could’ve seen him outside, yesterday night. I actually forgot what happened for a moment. The rest of the line is blurred heavily, as though the writer was crying when they wrote it and tried to wipe away the tears on the page. 

The page holds a few marks that show where tears had fallen, and the writing continues further on down the page.

I’m still spending most days inside with Mom, though. I’ll never forget that moment for as long as I live. The moment when he fell through the ice… The writing trails off and the rest of the pages are empty until the very last one. The last one reads:

The Diary of Emma Overland.

[browneyedtrickster]

Spin.

2nd Person gets: A kiss

Jackson blinked a few times and bit down on his bottom lip. Sighing quietly, he moved in and kissed the spirit quickly on the lips.