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MemoryWe sit down beneath
our favorite tree
who only shares its shade
with you and me.
Crack open that picnic
basket, let's start to eat,
enjoying it with
critters at our feet.
Do you remember how
you and I
fell for each other? Oh, how
our love reaches the sky.
Your smile simply melts
all of my worries away.
Don't you see how our love
continues to grow each day...?

...

"Who are you?"

LifeOne moment, you're there. The next, you're not. Simple as that. And yet, it's so complex, so mystifying. It easily perplexes many. How can it be so close, so intimate to us, and yet remain a mystery like that? Such a small event being so big? Having such a huge effect? These unanswered questions express the mystery and uncertainty of those who feel its effects. They were so healthy, so happy...

But now you'll never see their face again. Hear their voice. Feel their touch.

The tears stream down the faces of the close ones. They hold onto one another, thinking that, if they hold on tight enough, that person passed might feel as well, and come

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 64

Despite the battle that you know must be going on for Jamie—for the children of the world, for hope, joy, and light—you somehow manage to fall into a restless sleep.

Maybe it had something to do with that moonbeam that wiggled its way through the canopy of dark clouds and flooded directly into your bedroom.

The moment sleep takes you, you’re transported into the realm of dreams.

You’re standing in an entirely white space. So pure, so devoid of anything corrupt. It goes on endlessly, stretching onward for all eternity.

Not knowing what else to do, you walk forward, your footsteps echoing even though you’re bar

FANGIRLING. HARD.OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS. IT CAME. IT CAME EARLY. I'M FANGIRLING SO HARD RIGHT NOW.
What, you ask?
My "Art of Rise of the Guardians" book!!!! IT CAME A DAY EARLY. AWESOME SURPRISE. It has a foreword by Alec Baldwin, a preface by NONE OTHER THAN WILLIAM JOYCE HIMSELF, and is written by Ramin Zahen.
OHMYGOODNESS. IT'S AWESOME.
It had chapters on each of the characters and their lairs!! AND THERE'S AN ENTIRE. FRIGGIN. SECTION. ON. JACK.
OhmygoodnesstheartworkisamazingandDreamworksandJoycearesuchgeniuses.
Anyway, I'm writing Chapter 28 right now and should have it up! After that, I'm going to continue fangirling hard as I read through this entire 155-page book.
And then probably write some more. Because I'm going to be inspired.
I'll be sure to end up including some findings that this art book will provide in my writing so it stays accurate!
Thanks, and sorry about the spam.
SOMEONE PINCH ME, I MUST BE DREAMING.
Oh, and I'm going to go see the movie again for the seventh time tomorrow. Fangirli

Everlasting Snow: Epilogue

Hmm?

Oh, hello!

I didn’t see you standing there.

What’s up?

…Quiet one, ain’tcha?

You seem like a good listener, though.

I could use a listener.

Say, would you like to hear a story? It’s a love story. But I promise it’s not a drag. It has noble heroes, a complex villain fighting them for all the goodness and light in the world, with twists and turns at every corner and stuff. Trust me, it’ll really tug at the heartstrings, play with your emotions on all ends of the spectrum. That is, if I can tell it right…

Yes? You would?

Awright!

Go on, take a seat. Get comfortable. It’s a pr

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 59

Warning: This chapter kinda sorta contains little spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!

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“I take it that you have taken notice of my little…collection,” Pitch purrs, waving his hand a little to indicate the endless mounds of golden boxes.

The lost baby teeth of all of the people of the world.

Rolling, gleaming hills of billions upon billions of memories.

You warily nod. Is he wanting you to do something regarding the teeth?

“Our dear Jack seems very interested in it,” he continues, looking over his shoulder at the closest heap. “

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 45

A bit of tumbling and flashes of colors later, you’re standing in the grand fireplace room at the North Pole.

Well, kind of standing. You’re wobbling around a bit as you regain your balance, trying hard not to drop Jack.

You manage to successfully recover, now feeling pretty darn proud that you managed not to fall after emerging from the swirling magic portal.

You scan the room for North.

You don’t see him, but you hear his heavy booted footsteps to your right, getting louder the closer he gets.

The elves must have gone to get him once they saw the slightest sign of the portal opening up.

A few yetis and elves come and

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 48

Oh, how you’ve missed flying.

Feeling completely weightless as the wind envelops you, pushing you up and forward. Your hair whipping back, dancing in the wind. Your hand clasped in Jack’s, the odd yet wonderful cold backed by that deep, inner warmth spreading down your arm and through you as your cheeks and nose turn pink from the blasts of air as you travel at an incredible speed. The scenery blurred as it you race over it, treetops and roofs of houses uniting into flashes of uniform color, what few people there are looking like nothing but brief, tiny blips in radar.

You close your eyes for a bit, thoroughly enjoying the sensa

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 50

They say that, if you are anticipating—if you are wanting—to go somewhere, then the trip seems much longer than it really is.

And the opposite applies for the alternate case.

That, when you are dreading your arrival, when you don’t want to be going somewhere, the trip to that somewhere gives off the impression of being far shorter than is reality.

This latter case applies a little too perfectly to you.

One moment you’re lifting off of your porch from dropping off your ice skates, the next you’re at the North Pole, the red double-doors looming in front of you.

You feel something squeeze your hand.

You look d

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 62

Another tap.

The bird flutters impatiently, its small feet temporarily leaving the windowsill, a muffled tweet coming through the glass.

Completely numb, you rise from your place on the couch and walk over to the window.

But it blew up into snow, you think as you recall an isolated snowfall, looking down at the puffy white creature.

Its small, snowy eyes meet yours.

A new one? But…that’s impossible…that means…!

The bird hops over to the side of the ledge, where the window ends and wall begins. It taps multiple times at this spot, tweeting at you once again.

You understand.

Heart racing, your fingers find the

A Small RequestDon't leave me here alone,
at the mercy of
the darkness.
The loneliness scares me.
It suffocates me,
puts chains on my wings,
and traps me.
Please...don't let it do this
to me. Stay by my
side, right here.
Whisper something sweetly,
softly, to me...like
a lover.
Tell me that it will all
be all right...as long
as you're here.
Reach out your hand toward
me, touch me gently...
tenderly.
Let me feel your presence;
know you're here with me;
loving me.

Please...

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 54

Warning: This chapter contains spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!

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“JACK!”

You abruptly sit up in your bed, gasping for air.

Beads of cold sweat dot your forehead, dampening the roots and tips of your hair.

Your hand shaking vigorously, you switch on the light to chase away the dancing shadows of darkness. You take a quick survey of your room, searching for anything that is out of place.

All seems well.

You bring your knees up to your chest, hugging your legs as you attempt to stop trembling. You take long, deep breaths, closing your eyes in

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 60

Warning: This chapter contains spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!

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You slam into cold, hard metal, sharp decorative points on the boxes painfully digging into multiple parts of your flesh.

You aren’t given any time to recover whatsoever.

You quickly begin to slide down the pile, the slick boxes unable to stay in place with the extra weight and force of your impact.

You struggle to stay as close to the top as possible, not wanting to sink into the dark depths below. You grab onto the moving boxes as if they were rocks on a climbing wall, your feet constantl

Ah, Now That...that was fun.
Two months and eight days, 64 chapters plus an epilogue, 134 single-spaced typewritten pages, 74478 words and countless hours later, Everlasting Snow has finally come to a close.
And, to tell you the truth, I have no idea where to start.
Let's start just over a couple months ago, with a girl, a laptop, and a movie. One that changed her life. For the better. One that connected with her on such a deep level that no amount of writing or creating could get it out of her system, and never will. One that revived her love of writing, something she hadn't done in years because it never gained any recognition, she never felt it was good enough, and life events just left her feeling so trampled upon, further deterring her from putting the pen to the paper.
And so, never before so inspired and just recently discovering the world of fan fiction, she opened her laptop, brought up Microsoft Word, and began to write, not helping but feeling that a certain winter spirit (th

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A cough startles you.

Someone clearing their throat.

It came from Jack.

You remove your head from his shoulder and look up at him questioningly.

His cheeks are flushed a bright red color, contrasting the pale whiteness of his skin. He’s still staring out over the city.

You sit up properly, his arm falling from you.

“Jack?” you ask, concerned. “Is everything okay?”

He nods, his snowy hair shining slightly in the light, the silver in it emphasized as moonbeams weave in and out of the strands, dancing amongst them.

“I, uh,” he chokes out. He’s obviously nervous about something.

“I&he

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 36

“Jack,” you whisper cautiously, eyes fixated on the moon.

You also reach out to tap his shoulder in hopes of gaining his attention.

Don’t, the voice comes again.

Your hand freezes in its motion.

You steal a quick glance at Jack, as if breaking your gaze from the moon will end the conversation. Well, something of a conversation, since you’re not exactly talking back to it.

He’s asleep, lips slightly parted, his chest rising and falling with each slow and deep breath.

Really? Sleeping. At a time like this? you think as you refocus on the moon.

You squint your eyes slightly, still not quite believing that the

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 35

The hours turn into days,

The days into weeks,

And the weeks into months.

You and Jack become virtually inseparable. The only time you spend apart is when Jack leaves to go conjure up winter weather.

“I travel with the weather,” he tells you when you ask why he has to leave and can’t just stay. “Y’know, with the cold and stuff. Wherever it goes, I go, and I do my thing wherever that may be. Feels natural. Sure, the clouds and chilliness would still exist—I mean, it all existed before I did (I did float out of a frozen lake into snowy scenery that I didn’t create, after all)—but I’m a c

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 34

Warm, furry, feathery, and sandy.

You embrace each of the Guardians in turn, bidding them farewell.

You can see the worry behind each of their eyes, especially Tooth’s.

Jangle hugs the bottom of your leg, his stout arms almost too short to reach all the way around. You laugh and crouch down and pat his head, fearing that you’d squish the little guy if you were to actually return the hug.

You give a final wave as you follow Jack—your hand in his—outside into the arctic weather.

Just as you’re about to lift off, North runs out behind the two of you, yelling, “Wait wait wait!”

The two of you turn t

Everlasting Snow: Chapter 33

Jingle.

You slowly open your eyes.

You smile.

“Hello there. Long time no see.”

Your little elven friend in teal smiles in response, his hat jingling with emotion.

He steps back a little as you swing your legs over the side of the bed, yawning.

You look around the room, concluding from your surroundings—and the elf—that you must be back at the North Pole.

You walk up to the open window, slipping on the thick, soft red robe that your friend held out to you. He stands beside you as you gaze out upon the scenery.

You sigh.

Even in times of trouble, the world can be so peaceful.

The sun is setting behind the mount

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by ~LegendofFullmetal, Feb 14, 2013, 6:38:32 PM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

Still as death, silent as the dark,
Empty as the cold, it sits there.
There is has been for centuries,
seeing all, nothing seeing it.
It longs for one thing: company;
the one thing it will never get.
Nothing dares draw near its surface
in fear their eyes will be opened.
Not the swan, not the stars nor man.
Even the majestic mountains
Go to lengths to avoid its face.
In loneliness it waits longer
for the single brave creature
who will look into it, realize
the hidden truth, touch it with a
finger's tip, and cause uncalming,
calling, wondrous ripples.

But, until then, it waits.

Waterby ~LegendofFullmetal

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

I was going to post one of my love poems, since it's Valentine's Day and all, but most of my love poems are really dark...not exactly awesome for the holiday. xD This was the lightest one in my collection of poetry I illegally write in the margins of my school notes. Ehe...
Maybe I'll post one of my love ones if I get pestered enough.
It's tough to choose a category for this one...deals with nature and humanity...