… your [greatest fear] is that no one will ever believe in you. and worst of all, you’re afraid you’ll never know why- why you? why were you chosen to be like this?
Why I was there, and what I was meant to do - that I’ve never known.
And a part of me wonders if I ever will.
Just something I was thinking of while looking through some pictures.
During the months between Easter Bunnymund likes to paint very detailed designs on some of the early or late eggs. The ones pictured above are just a few of the ones that he has kept from over the years. (Usually asking Jack to freeze them.)
((These are actually eggs that are traditionally painted for Easter in Romania))
((I want Chris Pine to take the ice bucket challenge so we can all have audio of Jack complaining about the cold.))
I made these a while ago, and I finally got around to posting them.
My name is Jack Frost. And I’m a Guardian. How do I know that? Because the moon told me so. So when the moon tells you something, believe it.
But why, why wouldn’t he tell me that himself?
requested by anon