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Jack Black Chapter 2Jack brought a hand to his head as he sat up, wincing as the blood pounded in his ears. His eyes opened slowly, and he found himself in the main room of Pitch's lair, empty cages, globe and all. An unfamiliar stab of hatred when through him as he saw the sparkling lights.
You betrayed me.
The voice hissing through his ears was a shock to his system, and he found himself on his feet, staff in hand as he whirled to find the voice.
He knew that voice...
“Manny?” He asked aloud in disbelief, padding carefully to the one halo of moonlight coming through the entrance. The moonlight seemed to blind him when he looked at it, and he backed away from the circle warily.
</I>You've turned your back on us Jack Frost</I>
In a sudden burst of anger, Jack lashed out and coated one of the walls near him in ice. “You left me alone for three hundred years!” He shouted to the moon. “I owe you no loyalty.” Before his rage was ab
PerspectivesYou see a jock,
I see a wonderful artist.
You see muscles,
I see imagination.
You see a trouble maker,
I see someone alone.
You see a prank,
I see a cry for attention.
You see an excitable bother,
I see a girl filled with energy.
You see a bright ball of light,
I see fear of the darkness returning.
You see a lazy slacker,
I see an old soul.
You see a peaceful dream,
I see the edge of a nightmare
You see a large frame,
I see a child inside.
You see the rough exterior,
I see a gentle heart.
You see a group of misfits,
I see a band of friends.
You see convenient friendship,
I see a true family.
How Do I Dig Thee?How do I dig you? Let me count the ways
I dig you for your smile,
Even if it's sad once and a while,
I dig you for your taste,
And walks on warm summer days
I dig how you act like a child
And sometimes go a little wild
I dig how you listen to what I say
And the dark shade of your eyes
For the softness of your hair
And the sound when you sing
You're as free as the sky
And a breath of fresh air
The only thing I find interesting
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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