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  • THE SILENCE THAT FOLLOWED by gh0stph03n1x3ntity
    gh0stph03n1x3ntity
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      Parts 3
    > "Grief doesn't come crashing in like thunder. It settles quietly-like frost on your bones-and waits for you to break." Three years have passed since the mirror realm collapsed. Since Entity-Jack Frost's fractured shadow, his other half-disappeared into frostbitten silence. No body. No sign. No forgiveness. The world moved on. Jack didn't. Once a Guardian of laughter and wonder, Jack now drifts like a storm with no center. His frost still paints rooftops, but it no longer sings. His eyes once sparked with mischief-now they carry the weight of what was buried beneath the lake and never returned. The Guardians whisper. He's colder. Quieter. Distant. The children feel it. Their dreams frost over with echoes of someone they don't remember... but miss anyway. But Jack can't grieve what he never understood. He can't mourn a soul he once feared. And he can't accept that the one who hated him... might've been the part of him that mattered most. This phase is not about healing. It's about refusing to. Because denial is a frost that doesn't melt. And somewhere, deep beneath the snow- > Something is still listening.
  • The Shape Of Shadows by gh0stph03n1x3ntity
    gh0stph03n1x3ntity
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      Reads 14
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      Parts 4
    > "He's not grieving anymore. He's remembering." --- Jack Frost was supposed to heal. But grief doesn't always end in tears. Sometimes it hardens. Sometimes it festers. Sometimes, it becomes something else. --- After the Guardians failed to understand his pain-after they condemned Entity instead of comforting him-Jack begins to fracture. Not just emotionally. Physically. Spiritually. Reality can no longer hold him in the shape they loved. And as the silence fades, something darker steps forward. A new Entity. Not born from sorrow, but from rage. --- This is not the Jack they remember. This is a version forged in rejection, wrapped in shadows, with eyes that no longer seek permission to exist. He doesn't want to be saved. He wants to know why he was left behind. And this time, the Moon won't be able to silence him. --- > He doesn't walk in frost anymore. He walks in shadow. And it knows his name.