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Chapter 6
During the afternoon, the silence between you and Sanderson was long but not awkward on your way to the beach. The two of you decided not to talk because none of you knew what to say to each other. Until…
“My brother Joni wasn’t always like this,” You started, almost startling Sanderson. “When I was very small, my brother would play with me all the time and keep me safe when mom and dad were away. I know it sounds boring to a lot of people, but it’s things like that that keeps me happy.” When you noticed the sandman not moving you began to worry. “What’s wrong? Was it something I said?”
Sanderson only pointed and you followed and became amazed. “…No way…”
The island that you saw from your dreams was right in front of you. Golden sand as bright as the sandman was everywhere, plus a couple of tress, a sailboat, and a calming sea that is crystal clear. It was beautiful. “It really exits!”
~
“Hey, Sandy?” You asked as you started on your sandcastle. “Is it alright if I call you Sandy?”
A nickname? Sanderson felt the heat rush to his cheeks, but ignored it as he quickly nodded for you to continue.
“I know we don’t know much about each other, but I need to tell you this.”
“?”
“Before I met you, I made a wish. I wished long and hard for someone to be my friend and I think you gave it to me!”
A small gasp escaped from Sandy.
“I think you are the friend I wished for!”
Sandy’s face became a brighter shade of bronze at your words. He never thought his fate would lead to something like this. It was touching to hear. And it was going to be even more difficult to explain what really happened to you.
…
The sandcastle Sandy was making looked small and a little lonesome at this moment. It needed something…
“It’s pretty small for a castle Sandy…” A sudden idea struck and you gathered up your sand to make his castle bigger. “There! That should do the trick!”
The castle looked a lot better, a perfect fit. Sandy couldn’t be any happier.
~
The once sunny afternoon was now a dark evening; meaning your brother is out once again to find more work. For once, it didn’t bother you as you ate leftovers and got ready for bed. Sandy made sure to chase away any nightmare that haunted you to give you a pleasant dream.
~
When you opened up your eyes you found yourself back on the beach once again under the starry sky. Things looked the same as it did, but there was something more. The castle you had made with your sandy friend was there and became an actual castle despite being made of sand. When touching it with your hands it was just as solid as a real building. Feeling a smile tug at your lips, you quickly rushed to the golden castle to visit your friend.
I wonder if Sandy is surprised as me?
Chapter 6
During the afternoon, the silence between you and Sanderson was long but not awkward on your way to the beach. The two of you decided not to talk because none of you knew what to say to each other. Until…
“My brother Joni wasn’t always like this,” You started, almost startling Sanderson. “When I was very small, my brother would play with me all the time and keep me safe when mom and dad were away. I know it sounds boring to a lot of people, but it’s things like that that keeps me happy.” When you noticed the sandman not moving you began to worry. “What’s wrong? Was it something I said?”
Sanderson only pointed and you followed and became amazed. “…No way…”
The island that you saw from your dreams was right in front of you. Golden sand as bright as the sandman was everywhere, plus a couple of tress, a sailboat, and a calming sea that is crystal clear. It was beautiful. “It really exits!”
~
“Hey, Sandy?” You asked as you started on your sandcastle. “Is it alright if I call you Sandy?”
A nickname? Sanderson felt the heat rush to his cheeks, but ignored it as he quickly nodded for you to continue.
“I know we don’t know much about each other, but I need to tell you this.”
“?”
“Before I met you, I made a wish. I wished long and hard for someone to be my friend and I think you gave it to me!”
A small gasp escaped from Sandy.
“I think you are the friend I wished for!”
Sandy’s face became a brighter shade of bronze at your words. He never thought his fate would lead to something like this. It was touching to hear. And it was going to be even more difficult to explain what really happened to you.
…
The sandcastle Sandy was making looked small and a little lonesome at this moment. It needed something…
“It’s pretty small for a castle Sandy…” A sudden idea struck and you gathered up your sand to make his castle bigger. “There! That should do the trick!”
The castle looked a lot better, a perfect fit. Sandy couldn’t be any happier.
~
The once sunny afternoon was now a dark evening; meaning your brother is out once again to find more work. For once, it didn’t bother you as you ate leftovers and got ready for bed. Sandy made sure to chase away any nightmare that haunted you to give you a pleasant dream.
~
When you opened up your eyes you found yourself back on the beach once again under the starry sky. Things looked the same as it did, but there was something more. The castle you had made with your sandy friend was there and became an actual castle despite being made of sand. When touching it with your hands it was just as solid as a real building. Feeling a smile tug at your lips, you quickly rushed to the golden castle to visit your friend.
I wonder if Sandy is surprised as me?
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Rise of a Guardian: Chapter seven
~"Your safe now!"~
Pitch had known about the girl for almost a year. He had known that she had powers form the start, powers like Jacks.
Now, it had been difficult to persuade Jack to come to his side. He was strong-minded and stubborn.
But this girl shared his powers, and might even be more powerful than Jack Frost. And girls where less strong minded, more easy to manipulate because of their kind nature. But it would take time to convince her to go to his side, so he stayed in the shadows for a while, wondering how to approach the delicate yet powerful creature.
When he had found the scarf he was over joyed. He could've given it back t
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Rise of a Guardian: Chapter Three
~Snow day?~
Jack Frost was bored.
It wasn't something new, he was bored a lot, especially in the warmer months. It was the middle of November, and it was still pretty warm outside and so he couldn't manage to work up a good snowstorm yet.
He sighed and rode the winds to Jamie's house, even though he knew Jamie couldn't play today. Jamie had the flu, and so did some of his other friends. All the others where on fall break vacations.
Jack slowed down and approached the boys 2nd floor window. He peered inside of his room, checking for the boy. The walls where covered in tons of crayon pictures of him and Jack and other guardians together. On
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Rise of a Guardian: Chapter eighteen
~The Trappers and the Trapped~
Jack soared over Canada, his mind buzzing in worry. Where could Snow be? Had Pitch taken her to the lake in Burgess? That seemed far too obvious for Pitch; he was really secretive and spontaneous. But the wind apparently knew what it was dong, so he would have to trust it.
He crossed the border between Canada and the US, over Maine. He flew over the snow-blanketed towns, and after a minute civilization disappeared and there was nothing but trees in all directions. It was nothing special, just a reserve he had been to before. It was a beautiful place, just within the boundaries of New Hampshire branching a litt
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It's proving to get more difficult to read this around my family... They keep giving me weird looks every time I giggle.