Disclaimer: The Snow Queen belongs to Hans Christian Andersen. I don't own it and I'm not making money from writing about it.
It is a sad thing that we must start out on such a sad story, but until you hear the sad story, you won't understand the rest of the happier stories. So I will start, as stories always start, once upon a time. Once upon a time, there was a demon. This demon wanted to invent something awful, something that could terrorize mankind forever. He tried several kinds of ghosts and monsters, but the people, though frightened, would come together in their fear and live as better people, living in more harmony than before. The demon then realized that what he really needed was something that would tear them apart and make them hate each other, instead of bonding them together.
So he sat and he thought, and he sat and he thought. And finally he came up with what he wanted. The angels were fond of making looking glasses that brought out everyone's best traits and made the world seem altogether wonderful; he would make the exact opposite. He forged together glass and cold, freezing ice and burning fire and all number of awful things until his looking glass was the absolute worst thing one could ever look into. You may not think that this was all that an evil thing to do, that it was just a bit of mischief, common to such demons, but if that is what you think, you do not understand. If anyone looked into it, the world became awful, neighbors became worst enemies, love became hate, the world was completely distorted. People were disunited, wars broke out, the world became a startlingly frightening place to live.
The demon loved it all. He decided that it would be great fun to take the looking glass up to the angels and see what became of them after looking at it. He flew it up and up, but the higher he was the colder the looking glass became and the ice-like qualities in it became more and more pronounced, until it was so slippery that he dropped it back to earth. When it hit the ground, it split into millions of tiny pieces sprinkled all over the earth.
Some people got them stuck in their eyes, distorting life for them forever, making everything that was beautiful appear horridly ugly. Some people got them stuck in their hearts, where the ice in the glass would freeze all around them, making the people very cold and distant, without any kindness in them at all. The larger pieces were used for many things: windows, glasses, fancy drinking-ware, among many other things. All of the people that used them, however, found that they were a great deal happier when they were far away and could not look at them, so luckily most of those pieces of the big looking glass were stuck into cupboards where they got very dusty and were not looked at again for many, many years.
Still, it was dreadful that mankind had to bear the effects of the broken looking glass, they would never be quite the same, never as bonded together, never as happily friendly as they were before the demon had made his abominable invention. That being said, we need no longer think of it. Just hear the story, not behind, per se, but surrounding one small piece of that looking glass.
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Sorry if that chapter was dumb/boring/awful. The rest will be better, I think. I'm not really planning on changing that much, but I want to elaborate on the snow queen and who she is and stuff, cause in the story they never really explained her.