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ROTG - The Legend of Cold and Dark ch4Bunnymund flattened himself to a wall, his ears straining to catch the faintest sounds. After a few tense heartbeats, he motioned to the rest of the group to follow, and dropped onto all fours to lope down the tunnel on silent paws. He tried not to think of how much their current mission reminded him of sticking his paw down a snake’s hole without knowing if it was occupied.It had turned out that North’s belly had been correct, once again. As they had approached the site of Shadow Citadel, the place where Pitch had made his home during the days of his might, they had found more and more traces of the nightmare sand. The very forest had steadily grown gloomier and quieter as they approached the ancient stronghold.Finally they had stood before the few jagged remains of ancient walls jutting at the sky like the broken teeth of some gigantic beast. None of them had been the slightest bit discouraged by the fortress’ decrepit state, however. The citadel’s main stre
ROTG - The Legend of Cold and Dark ch3The king of nightmares sat on his throne, idly tracing invisible lines on the armrest. He really should’ve been preparing for the biggest even of his dark existence, but he found himself in the strange state of anxiety, where one feels the need to do many things at once, but can’t seem to get started on anything. His thoughts chased each other around in his head, but they seemed to always return to that one specific point:Jack Frost.“I hold the world in my grasp, and yet this… child distracts me.” he muttered to himself with a small, self-depreciative chuckle.He cast his mind backwards to when he’d first spotted the bright young spirit. He’d been even younger back then. It had been mid-winter, the princeling’s favored playtime, and he had been making the most of it. Pitch had watched with nothing more than a cursory interest, until something had happened to momentarily upset the little frost child. There had been a flash, a blast of c
ROTG - The Legend of Cold and Dark ch2Jack woke up with a groan.His first fuzzy thought was why was he lying on the floor? Even if he had simply passed out somewhere, the servants would have moved him to his own bed.The next thing to register were the odd sounds coming from far away. Strange echoes and distant whistling of the wind in narrow spaces. Blearily, he pushed himself upright, wincing a little at the rough gravel that bit into his palms as he did so. The slight sting was enough to wake him up further, and he managed to crack his eyes open.The darkness bearing down on him stole the breath from a startled gasp.The place he was in, it wasn’t quite a cave and not quite a room, was spacious, but oppressive in a way that had to do with more than the rough, windowless stone walls. A few smoking torches flickered in their mounts on the walls, but it did little to dispel the gloom. Darkness clung to everything like a living thing, and occasionally shadows moved in the far corners without anything visible to cast