Not All Those Who Wander are Lost Ch 3Not All Those Who Wander are Lost Ch 3 by ~Tenshiryuu
Chapter 3: Notte a Venezia
The sound of children laughing woke Jack. He'd fallen asleep in one of the tall pine trees that lined Jamie's street in Burgess while waiting for the kids to get out of school. Jack glanced down to see the kids bounding away from the nearby bus stop, heading toward their respective houses. He jumped off the branch he'd been perched on. Finally. He'd been waiting for hours. “Heya Jamie!”
“Jack!” Jamie spun around so quickly he dropped several schoolbooks from his backpack. He knelt to scoop them up. “I don't think I can play today. It's only Tuesday, and I got a tooooon of homework.&rd
Not All Those Who Wander are Lost Ch 2Not All Those Who Wander are Lost Ch 2 by ~Tenshiryuu
Chapter 2: All the Best Laid Plans
Fall: September
Monday: Burgess am, New York midday, Montreal evening
Tuesday: Memphis am, Vancouver midday, Denver evening
Wednesday: Winnipeg am, Minneapolis midday, whatever
Thursday: THIS IS STUPID Washington DC am
“Uuuuugh.” Jack dropped the pencil he'd been scribbling with and curled up in a ball on the tabletop. “I can't do this. How do they all manage it?” One of the elves offered him a half-eaten gingerbread cookie in consolation. He was in the North Pole's expansive kitchen, making his first attempt at being a good, organized little Guardian. Though North didn't bring it u
Not All Those Who Wander are Lost Ch 1Not All Those Who Wander are Lost Ch 1 by ~Tenshiryuu
Chapter 1: Cabin Fever
Jack Frost stood atop the highest dome of the North Pole. It was early morning and the Summer sun already shone brightly over the frozen landscape. The days would be growing shorter now, as Fall began to edge its way into the northern hemisphere. Soon night would overtake day, and the auroras would light the Arctic sky. Life had returned to normal, or what Jack figured passed as normal for a Guardian. He'd only had the title for a few months, and was still trying to adjust to it. The memories of three hundred years' worth of invisibility didn't vanish that swiftly.
He'd spent centuries wandering this world on his own.
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