[ It's quaint, no really it is. He briefly wonders if Sandy is responsible for this, because clearly there is no such thing as giant cities on the back of a giant turtle. It's the sort of thing children's minds come up with in their dreams, influenced by golden sand.
But alas, here he is, and he might as well get the most out of it. Pitch lurks in the shadows and darkness, as is his nature, observing and being generally creepy, especially towards young ones whose fright and tears sustain and power him and yeah, that's creepy, he's not sorry. ]
pitch black; rise of the guardians
But alas, here he is, and he might as well get the most out of it. Pitch lurks in the shadows and darkness, as is his nature, observing and being generally creepy, especially towards young ones whose fright and tears sustain and power him and yeah, that's creepy, he's not sorry. ]