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View attachment 70781 The Once-ler has been alone for only a few months and is already slowly slipping. He is seeing things. He doesn't sleep anymore until Jack Frost flies over the desert waste land that is now where the Once-ler lives. When Jack first meets the Once-ler he can tell that the Once-ler does not believe in him. Jack wants the mesmerizing man to see him before he is subject to fearling and his own self loathing. Is it too late for the Once-Ler?
"GAH!" The Once-ler yelled pushing all of his papers off of his desk. He could handle being hated, being alone, he could even handle the challenge breathing gave him. But as he looked out his cold boarded up window at the shining city far away he knew once again what would truly kill him. The Once-ler hummed to himself, this silence was truly hell. He looked over to his axe lying on the floor and kicked it away. Afraid of what he could do to himself.
"GAH!" The Once-ler yelled pushing all of his papers off of his desk. He could handle being hated, being alone, he could even handle the challenge breathing gave him. But as he looked out his cold boarded up window at the shining city far away he knew once again what would truly kill him. The Once-ler hummed to himself, this silence was truly hell. He looked over to his axe lying on the floor and kicked it away. Afraid of what he could do to himself.
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