In the end, they all grow up.
No matter who they are or what they believe in, there comes a point in their lives where magic and the world I live in slips from their minds, replaced by the life ahead of them, whether it be discovering who they are, chasing their fate, or making history. A period of their life ending as another one starts, it's always then it happens.
It's happened before, and I know it'll happen again.
But that doesn't mean it hurts any less.
Each time, I should be ready for it. I should be expecting for the feeling to come back, the loneliness, the pain. But I never am, and each time one walks through me, I still feel like breaking.
When someone walks through you, most people think it would hurt. But they think it's this simple, short pain that only lasts seconds. They think it's nothing bad, like walking through a wall of cold or hot water.
It's much worse than that.
It's cold. Very cold. And that's coming from me, winter himself. It's cold and long, in a sense. Truly it only lasts seconds, but there is this...ache that doesn't leave for a while. A chill hangs in the air surrounding you, and a feeling of emptiness fills you. You don't want to move, you don't want to do anything. And most of the time, I don't. I stand there and stare, for a little bit at least.
Each time I find myself wishing, praying to MiM for it to be a dream, to not be real, for it to just be a mind trick...but it never is. I should come to except that.
But I can't.
And I never will.
Short drabble that popped up in my head, sort of the result of a headache and random bit of sadness. Jack is a good outlet~
And yes, the other three of the Big Four are hinted at in this. I almost went into detail of each experience Jack had with them, but my brain isn't into that idea and I really want to get to work on my other stories and the Curiosity arch.