It was wintertime once again. A fresh layer of snow was on the ground, all sparkly and beautiful. Gorgeous frost patterns covered windows and the young children were running around the village having snowball fights. Because of the cold temperature, you had worn a long-sleeve dress all day. This winter was one of the less brutal winters since the colonies here had been established.

There was a knock on the door and you quickly ran to the door to answer it. You opened it to Jackson and Pippa, beaming their infamous snow-white teeth smiles. And as always, Jack had his staff grasped tightly in one of his hands. You smiled back and pecked Jackson on the lips. You gave him a huge hug.

"Promise me you'll be careful," you said, pulling away. "Both of you."

Jackson smiled. "We will."

You two kissed one last time before they headed off. You waved until they were out of sight, then closed the door. You had a bad feeling in your stomach, but pushed it back as your mother called your name to come help her clean some vegetables.

It was around early evening when you and your parents heard crying sounds approaching your house. Your father hurried to the door and opened to see Jackson's family approached the house ... without Jackson.

"What happened?" You shot up, your heart pounding. "Where's Jackson?"

"I'm so sorry, YN!" Pippa cried, running into your arms.

Her father sighed. "YN, the ice was too thin." Your eyes widened and you knew what had happened, but you listened anyway. "It was cracking underneath Pippa. Jackson was able to pull her to safety with his staff, but ... fell in himself." You could hear the crack in his voice. "He's gone."

After hearing those two words, your heart grew hard. You let go of Pippa, stood up, and pushed past her parents, running away from the house, ignoring their cries for you to come back. You didn't pay attention to where you were running until you found yourself at the edge of the lake where Jackson just died hours ago. You could still see the hole he fell through and it made your knees shake. Your legs failed you and you fell to the ground, letting your tears overcome you.

Over your head, the moon began to shine brightly. Manny, the Man in the Moon, looked down into the hole young Jackson Overland Frost, your lover, had just fallen in and drowned from hours ago saving his younger sister. The boy's bravery touched Manny, and he had an idea. He had big plans for young Jackson, but they couldn't be fullfilled without you.

You looked up into the sky as the moon began to shine brightly overhead. You wondered how things could go so sour so quickly. But you swore you could see a sympathetic smile in a face on the moon, and it helped you feel better. You leaned back against the tree where you and Jackson had your first kiss, hugged your knees to your body, and closed your eyes, letting all of your feelings wash over you.