What did I just write? I don't even know... I'm not sure I'm happy with it... Plus I feel kinda bad but still... R&R
Most don't remember the origins of the term "Jack Frost is nipping at your nose." Are you curious? Well let me tell you, though it is rather sad and depressing. The original verse people would say as they looked out of their nice warm houses at a snow covered world was, "Jack Frost must surely have a runny nose from crying so many tears."
That's right. Snow meant that Jack was crying. And the teenaged looking spirit had many reasons to cry. He cried because he was sad, sad because his snows had killed someone, sad because he had caused someone to fall ill, and sad because he had no idea why his was put into this world. He was scared, scared that no one would ever see him, scared that no one would ever believe in him, and scared that when he went to sleep he would have another nightmare. But most of all he was lonely, lonely because no one would talk to him, lonely because no one wanted him, and lonely because every one hated him and the coldness of the season he brought.
The crying jags had been few and far between at first, but over the years he had made it snow for the fun of it less, and because he couldn't control those three ragging emotions more. When these fits of pain and fear would hit him there was no stopping it. And it always followed a predictable pattern.
First he would feel the knotting on his center and the poor boy would curl up on himself in and effort to comfort himself. Then his breath would hitch in on itself causing him to make pitiful hiccupping sounds and creating small and dangerous patches of ice all around him. Next frost would gather around Jack's eyes and spread to the ground around him, this was the point of no return. Next would come the tears, small shards of ice that would slowly drip from the pain filled blue eyes, these caused a light hail to start falling for miles around him. And this was not the worst, no, the worst was when the tears started coming thicker and faster. The storm around him changing steadily from light hail to heavier pieces of ice before turning into a blinding and violent snowfall.
The spirit of winter would stay there for hours until he could collect himself enough to get to his feet and convince the wind to pick him up and carry him somewhere else, taking his miserable storm with him.
No one knew why Jack Frost cried, nor did they care. All they knew was that when he did he made their hard lives that much harder. Back then no one liked winter. Over time though the truth of the saying was distorted to keep the sadness out of the children's eyes when they heard of Jack's crying. Instead we now say something as ridiculous as "Nipping at your nose" because the world wanted to ignore the tears of a child.
Think about this the next time you hear the phrase. Remember that the snow you see might not be as happily made as you would think. Sometimes the spirit of winter just can't help himself. And when this happens he is not the guardian of fun, but a broken child doing the only thing he can to call for help.
Ok I could either stop this here or write a few more chapters (I was thinking of how the guardians would react to finding out about the crying jags). Ya'll tell me whatcha want ok?