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your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops (please, take my hand) by aletterinthenameofsanity for LittleLove940
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
12 Dec 2025
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He dies trying to save a child.
He remembers that much. He does not remember the child's name, or even his own last name. He does not remember the scent of his mother's perfume or the way that her aloo gobi tasted or even what warmth feels like.
But he does remember that much.
He remembers the child, and the lake, and the frost-
And the man in the moon, coaxing him upward, breathing frost into his lungs, moon-gray eyes calling him to his new home.
That is what Charles has to cling to, in those long, hard spaces between the winters where he gets to skate along with his cricket bat, bringing snow and frost and fun to the children.
That he is home. That being Frost, the spirit of winter, is a lonely endeavor, yes, but at least he has the man in the moon as all other attempts at connection fail.
Because along the way, he will meet other spirits, but not a single one will allow him to stay.
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