part three

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"Winter". He mumbled kneeling down the coldness of the ice meeting him. I need to find you. He whispered. His blue worrying eyes gazed into the distance ,his pure white hair blew gracefully,in the low breeze.

Meanwhile

Pitch paced slowly around his globe his light footsteps tapped like clapping hands on the cold black floor suddenly loud hooves banged against the ground then a pair of dark sunlight eyes appeared from the gloomy darkness. Afterwards a horse figure emerged its black body slim with no mane or tail accept for a long dark stream of shadowy locks flowing down to the ground. She snorted violently throwing her head back and forth Pitch turned to face her his dark golden eyes lay firmly on hers his black hair grew upwards and his black robe trailing the floor. "Hey shhh, hey girl what's wrong ?". He asked his voice soft but compelling. Then a blue icy glow lit from behind him it was his globe !. Pitch covered his eyes from the blinding light as a teeth-chattering noise broke on the ground Pitch was memorized at what he saw, his large globe had now been scattered into many tiny pieces. Pitch gave his horse a wondering glance then once again turned to face the smashed globe." What is this?". He questioned himself. His eyes now full of mystery he screwed up his face revealing his sharp pointed teeth. He then laughed as he stood a smile spread across his face." Well well it seems we have a new addition to our game, my plan to rule may work after all"." He said his voice gentle but cold. Picking up a piece of the globe in which showed a girl. White hair ,blue eyes who controlled the very element of ice itself. "This is very magnificent very rare, nightmare I want you to find this girl bring her to me alive". He said Nightmare galloped back into the shadows with a proud neigh. Pitch slowly placed his hands together smerking sweetly.

Winter watched as the Sun went down soon to reveal the beauty of the night sky and the glorious bright moon. Her smooth white hair blew nicely in the wind her dress shone an elumonouis blue in the moonlight before allowing a smile to escape her. When suddenly a name whispered through her lips. "Jack". Her eyes loward at the sound of his name then managed to face the moon once more then a tear appeared welling in her eyes before falling delicately down her face. She snuffled quietly her pale hands covering her small nose. "Hey ,are,are you ok?". A male voice called from behind Winter his gentle tone seemed to strike Winter ,gasping Winter bolted round to see a boy, white hair, blue eyes; he was wearing a blue hoodie which at the neck was surrounded by snowflakes,along with brown tight trousers. His dark icy eyes memorized Winter catching her in an endless gaze with him. However reality soon caught up with her. "Who, who are you ?". She asked her eyes widened by curiosity.

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