Jack. Your death was surprising and sudden, nobody was really prepared. You were a great guy but most of all, a really good friend. You were there for me when nobody was. Even though we had a rough time at the end, I hope you know I loved you until the end and yes, I loved you and I still do. I hope you have it great in heaven, I suppose you're not in hell. Say hi to my ancestors for me, would you? I take care of Emma, just as I had to promise. You know, a promise of a lifetime, friend.

Every month since Jack's death, I visited the lake in hope to find his body. I thought his body would float up to the surface, but every time I looked after his corpse I found nothing. If I found his body, I would give him a proper funeral, a funeral with songs, music and flowers. A not too sad funeral, I think he wanted us to remember the fun we had, not the grief.

Every month I thought I had come over it, I went to see the lake and every month dad had to come and get me by the lake. Every month I had fell asleep by the lake in tears. I was in denial, a really bad habit. I wanted to be over it and forget it all, but every time I was by the lake, I burst in tears and I could really see Jack on the ice, smiling so sad and it was almost like he knew he was going to die.

Every month since Jack's death, a fearful shadow has haunted Berk. No one ever got a good night's sleep, the people of Berk had lost all their courage (though they didn't need to fight the dragons, we have now accepted them as a part of Berk). The mood in the village was often very down and heavy and even though I tried hard to stay positive, it all came back.

Every month since Jack's death has, as a summary, been pure hell. Nothing really did matter anymore and I was alone, again.

It had now gone one year since Jack passed away and I went to the lake to "visit" Jack. It was late autumn and the snow had just started to fall. At first, I stood a couple of minutes and just stared. My feet got really cold and my cheeks got pink from the cold. I fell on my knees and tried to withhold the tears.

"C'mon, it has been a year. Why can't I stop cry over you?" I asked myself and looked at my bare hands. "Why.."

All of sudden, I felt a chilling breeze through my hair and it gave me a kiss on my cheek. For a moment, I stopped breathing. Could it be..

I turned around, in hope to see someone (hopefully Jack..) but all I could see was a half-frozen forest and a sunset. In disappointment, I turned back and at the other side of the lake, I saw this man with a weird suit. He had a large head and a mustache, a big curly mustache. The suit he was wearing was kind of silvery and shiny and in his right hand, he held a walking stick with a diamond at the handle.

At first, I couldn't believe myself so I had to rub my eyes 'til they where red. When I opened my eyes again, the man stood in front of me, staring. I backed in surprise and the man got closer and leaned down, analyzing me.

"So you are the boy who took care of Jack?" the man said and poked me with the stick.

"Uhm, w-well, I guess" I said and stood up.

The man smiled and stood straight up. He wasn't that tall, but he was sure wide around his belly. He stretched out his hand, waiting for me to shake his hand.

"I'm Manny, the man on the moon. You are Hiccup the horrendous haddock the third I guess?" the man said.

My eyes almost popped out and I totally dropped my jaw. The man on the moon? It couldn't be...

"Oh yes, the man on the moon!" Manny said and made a little jump in pride.

"How..?"

"I'll explain.. Let's take a walk, hm?"

I followed him as he started to speak.

"All the children are so joyful and fun but at the same time fragile. They are very easily affected by the ones around them. That's why I've made a crew of guardians. Guardians take care of children's beliefs and joy. Have you heard of the Sand man?"

"Well, of course! Dad always said that the Sand man would.."

"Well, Sandy is a guardian, the guardian of dreams. If not enough children believes in a guardian, they are invisible, unseen and unheard. They will forever live in ignorance"

"How terrible!" I shouted.

"I know, but that's life I guess. I had chosen Jack as a guardian because he embraces the fun and joy in children and that is why he needed to die. He needed to be reborn first, then he should become Jack Frost, guardian of fun"

"Wow, what a suitable title for Jack" I said and laughed quietly. "So that's why he could read minds and stuff?"

"Yes, because he was to become a guardian. I knew from his day of birth that he was special. His center was special"

"So.. I really don't need to grieve for him?"

"Nope, he will live again, soon enough" Manny said and tapped me on my shoulder and walked away.

"Wait, where are you going?" I shouted after him.

"Back to the moon, of course!" he said and in just a moment, he faded away.

I went back to the village and now it all seemed as normal, before Jack came to the village. The atmosphere was happier, easier. Almost everyone smiled and it was almost like something had enlightened their hearts.

I went straight to bed, because I was too tired to think, too tired to do anything at all. My father didn't even bother to ask me, he knew that every time I had been at the lake I was sad. I jumped into my bed and crawled inside my warm, soft duvet. Suddenly, I had this strange feeling that I wasn't alone, that someone stood in my room, looking at me. I looked over to my writing desk and I thought I could see a slight fade of shiny frost.

I'll always be here for 'ya.

Good, because I need you.