Your Name Is Jack Frost“Your name is Jack Frost.” The moon had said. But his words were just an echo of a cold wind, a calming voice of the winter leaves.arvines
Jack had looked at the big bright moon again in awe, wanting to hear more. ‘What means to be Jack Frost?’ That,he didn’t know and wanted to find an answer for. He would always look at the moon, whenever he felt lonely; just like a ghost that brought nothing but coldness everywhere he went, like a cursed soul.
The moon would whisper. “Your name is Jack Frost.”
‘Jack Frost…’ Jack would think. ‘What does it mean, to be an unseen, cold spirit?’
Jack didn’t know the answer. He liked being Jack Frost, he liked coldness, he liked winter… But not the coldness he felt deep down in his heart. No one, could ever see him. For them, Jack Frost was the breeze that went through their hair and lifted it up, the feeling of imidiate coldness they felt during a winter day, a whisper in the ai