The Story of Winter

There once was kingdom that was always full of good cheer and happy people. It was always sunny and bright. There were hardly any clouds in the sky except for the rare occasional one that looked like a fluffy bunny. The kingdom was ruled by a gentle king with just enough authority to rule the place. The King also had a Queen to rule at his side.
The queen on the other hand was quite the opposite of the King. Instead of a heart of gold, she had a heart of solid ice. She hated the sunny days. Too bad for her, all the days were sunny. The sun would easily burn her because she was so pale, and make her black hair dull and smell unpleasantly static-like. She also hated how happy the people were. There was supposed to be battles and brave knights to go and save the day. Even though she thought that, she hated the thoughts of a single person gaining glory. There were supposed to be sufferings and misery and pain. Everything was just too happy! She wished that she had the power to turn happiness into agony.
So one day, the Queen decided to seek out the wizard of all the land. She told the wizard of her wishes in detail word for word. He thought her mad and crazy and kicked her out of his manor. He then went to her husband and told him of what he’d been told, and the king then took action. He didn’t have the heart to harm her, so he banished her from the land.
The Queens heart was chipped but not broken. Her heart turned into a glacier seeking for revenge. She then made up her mind to go and seek out someone more powerful then the wizard, the great necromancer himself. He brings back the dead to use them as puppets for his entertainment. His dark magic had once destroyed the great kingdom Astornale. She had no doubt he would help her in her quest for revenge.
The necromancer started to laugh when she first told him of her plans. She thought he was laughing at her but then she realized he was laughing at all the people that would be miserable. Without a second thought, the necromancer gave her powers that would maybe not destroy her old home, but at least get revenge and bring despair. The queen now left cold and bitterness wherever she went. The sky now filled with a hundred-dozen clouds shaped like fluffy bunnies and from those fluffy bunnies fell cold fluff. She traveled day in and day out to her old kingdom with the motivation to finally feel true happiness.
She walked straight into the kingdom with no struggle at all. At her command, ice froze over the guards turning them into ice sculptures and for those who didn’t freeze right away; they slipped on the wet-icy ground before becoming frozen. She marched straight to the king who was so shocked to see his wife there that he cowered in a corner. He begged and pleaded that she didn’t harm him. She promised she wouldn’t and so he got up. She then approached him and placed a kiss on his lips turning him into a block of ice.
She finally felt it, true happiness. She had accomplished what she wanted in life and for the first time she felt a little warmth to her heart. She then looked at the king to tell him of her feelings and realized what she’d done. All of a sudden she had a new feeling, Loneliness. Her feelings were now twisted and confusing. She wished to undo what she’d done, but then there was a loud noise and she turned around to find the wizard she’d once confronted before. He took and ice pick and jabbed it into her heart. The queen did not scream or cry out in pain. She new she deserved it. She finally felt happiness, loneliness, and pain and it was all because of her doing.
The wizard set her cold body gently on the floor and then melted the block of ice to free the king. The king started to weep and the wizard didn’t understand why. The king told the wizard that the queen had finally felt happiness. That was all the king had ever wanted. He would have gladly stayed in the block of ice if that’s what the queen wanted. The king then declared that a quarter of the year would be dedicated to the length of his wife’s banishment. During that part of the year, there would be cold fluff falling from the sky, but a happy tradition would be taken place.