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Chapter 3: In the Meaning of This Place

Summary:

Jack basks in the Peace of the Redwoods.

Chapter Text

Warm sunlight dappled the verdant meadow all around Jack as he lay sleeping it the shade of a glorious old redwood tree. It was rare for him to stray this far west so early in the season, but the California coastline had been having random bouts of autumn frost in mid September and it was a nice change of pace that he was hardly going to complain about. If it were at all feasible jack thought he might like to build a second home here amongst these towering behemoths. The thick boughs and early fog combining into their own micro climates that kept the denser parts of the old forests pleasantly cool even in mid summer.

The rich sent of earth and wood settled something in him, gave him a feeling of being at peace that he rarely encountered outside of Bunny's burrow. Which was rare indeed, he hardly ever got to enter Bunny's domain, still weary of breaking their fragile peace. So instead he sought time here, where the wind could play lazily in the high branched and he could rest calm and content in a deep hollow surrounded by living things that neither wanted or expected anything from him. Even in the hushed stillness of an ancient place it felt more good here then lonely.

Notes:

my other submission was making the actual ice crown, if anyone wants to see how it turned out (i'm very proud of it!) you can find it on my tumblr Here