I'm sorry that this is so short after so much time has passed since I updated the last time. :(

But I still hope you'll enjoy it. It's just a little drabble, really. Something that came spontaneously to my mind and I thought I shoudl write it down to give you at least something, so yeah...have fun!

Oh and before I forget! If you have a wish for the next chapter(s) just tell me and I'll do my best to make it happen! :) Suggestions are very much welcomed. ;)

Have you ever been so lonely you wanted to die?

Have you ever felt like no matter how many people are around, you are still all alone? That no matter how loud you scream no one even looks in you direction? No matter how much you fall apart no one cares? Tell me, have you ever been physically surrounded by others but mentally there was no one in sight?

That's how I feel every day. Every day for three hundred years I felt that way and it's horrible. It's tearing me apart and it never gets easier. The more time passes the closer I get to giving up.

If I had anyone I could talk to about the things that burden my soul, they could never understand how much it hurts. But that won't happen. There's no one to talk to, no one to offer comfort, to ease the pain, hell not even to yell at me. I'm on my own. And I always will be.

My own father ignores me like everyone else that could talk to me if they wanted to and seriously how sad is that? Not even the one that had made me cared about me. And that hurt more than I like to admit.

It's weird but actually the Moon is my father…he talked to me once a long time ago.

But he only ever told me my name. No instructions, not my purpose for being here, no guidance, nothing. "You're name is Jack Frost." That was all he ever told me.

VVV

I pulled my legs tighter against my chest, hugged my staff closer and buried my face in the crook of my arms. Snow was covering the ground around me but I didn't take any notice of it. I didn't notice anything really. I couldn't bring myself to care anymore. Everything I wanted in that moment was to stay curled up on the ground, block the world around me out and stay that way…maybe even forever.

Forever doesn't sound that bad actually…Never being ignored again, no more getting hurt or reminded of my isolation…Yeah, that would be nice. More than nice, wonderful even. I sighed contently and closed my eyes. My muscles relaxed and my mind drifted somewhere between consciousness and sleep. My thoughts were muffled; the pain inside of me dulled. Everything seemed far away like it couldn't touch me, didn't concern me.

I don't know how long I would have stayed that way hadn't it been for the Wind that ruffled my hair impatiently. Of course! How could I forget my only friend? I could never abandon it no matter how tired I got. I couldn't condemn anyone to the same fate I had to live through, even if it was merely a sentient being like the Wind. No one deserved such isolation and pain.

Taking a deep breath I slowly sat up and managed to lift lips in a small smile. "Wanna play Wind?" My voice sounded way happier than I felt and I was glad for it. I didn't want my friend to worry about me. It had done that way too often in the past already.

The Wind curled around me and lifted me playfully up in the air.

A laugh built inside my chest, bubbled up my throat and out of my now grinning mouth. It lifted the heavy weight a little that had settled over my heart a long time ago. I twirled around in the air, racing the Wind across the Globe all the while laughing in joy.

I don't know what would have happened to me if the Wind had not been there for me. I'm pretty sure I would have given up at some point and ceased to exist before the Man in the Moon chose me as a Guardian. A shudder shook my body at the thought. Good thing that didn't happen.

I smiled softly at the Wind, looking nowhere in particular but I knew it was there and saw the gesture. My free hand was lifted in front of me as if cradling the air. "Thank you." I knew it understood when a soft gush of air brushed over my cheeks and ruffled through my white locks as if to say 'you're welcome'.