ChosenByTheNight

Jack Frost The wind brought me to a small town near the ocean. I rested on the clock tower in the midst of the town. It was small, as they normally are. There was already a 4 inch blanket of snow coating the earth on account of my current mood. I was sick and tired of being alone. Smiling I watched a group of children playing. Four older boys around about seven or eight years old were pushing the snow around what looked like the village square. Curious I jumped down to the street. "that looks interesting" I muted out loud a habit I had picked up over the years. The larger of the boys had another large snow ball and the boys started to work