Falling {Tronnor}

Falling {Tronnor}

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And he focused on the sound of the rain, rather than the voice of the person in front of him. Just another person who was trying to figure him out. Just another person who would fail. -- In which Connor is shutting the world out and Troye is a therapist (and a friend?)
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Since the Dawn of Time, Jack Frost has been cursed with eternal cold from his first love, Lillian. Anything and everything he touches freezes, and after thousands of years, with half a soul and nothing but cold, he's ready to give up. Iana Straventi has been bullied by everyone, with only the love of her father. And even with his love she's always empty. Iana always felt as if something was missing from her, that kept her from true and unbelievable love. A millennium after Jack was cursed, he finally finds the one thing that that does not only bring him warmth and happiness, but does not freeze from his touch. Iana. Lillian thought that Jack had a cold and harsh heart, and that the half of his soul that she took away from him wouldn't find it's equal. But she was wrong. Forces more than Lillian come to tear the two apart. But is their love stronger than what they fight? Excerpt: "Leave yourself, for the dreams.... Close your eyes, and say goodnight.... I love you, forever and nigh." Jack tried to listen for more, but none came. The sweet and sad melody tortured him, reverberated in his ears and mind. Never in his existence had he heard such a hauntingly beautiful song. Jack closed his eyes. A part of him stirred, deep, deep inside of him awoke, and he snapped his eyes open. The part of him that so many thousands of years ago was taken away was finally found but out of sight. 'It isn't possible," he muttered as the storm grew heavier, "is it?"

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