ROTG - The Legend of Cold and Dark ch6A weary group was trudging laboriously up the hill. They were all dirty, exhausted, and battered, but there was not a face among them that didn’t carry the glow of hard-earned victory.ROTG - The Legend of Cold and Dark ch6
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They had done it. It was really only just now sinking in, as they felt the wind on their faces and saw the rising sun peek through the trees. They had gone down into the maw of darkness itself, faced Pitch Black in his own territory, and come out the victors.
The yetis and the rest of Toothiana’s faeries met them at the edge of the forest, the yetis grunting and fussing over their worn and torn appearance, while the faeries mobbed their ‘mommy’ and some even Jack, and the elves jingled merrily underfoot.
Jack especially was practically passed from one yeti to another, all of them expressing their dismay over his appearance. Meanwhile, the faeries were chirping and trying to pick the remains of nightmare sand from his hair, one tiny handful at a time. The prince surrendered to the
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:ROTG - The Legend of Cold and Dark ch3
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“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