Another Beauty and the BEAST story

Prolouge

Before time was counted, an era of everlasting summer roamed the lands. This world had never experienced anything else than heat, sunshine and unimaginable natural beauty, and the Gods, who had created this world for the humans to live in, was proud of their creation.
As millennia of summer, success and happiness passed, the humans eventually grew selfish, and they developed grudge against each other and jealousy towards the Gods, whom supposedly lived in mountains of riches and bathed in rivers of gold.
When the Gods gazed down on mankind, they were ashamed and wrathful of what had become of them, so they descended to the earth and said to them:
"You, who grew greed and gluttony of wealth; even though you were given greater gifts; have gone blind of true power, and defied your creators. Therefore, you shall be punished. Bring us the fairest of your folk, at the break of dawn on the day where the moon will shine during daylight," the Gods said.
The humans,  frightened by the wrath of the Gods, searched all the land in search for the fairest of them all, and found a young girl, whose beauty could not be compared with even the most delicate flowers, and could enchant men and women alike with a single glance their way.
The humans brought the girl to the gods, at the break of dawn on a day where the moon shone during daylight, and begged for forgiveness. Yet the Gods had not forgotten the painful treason of man.
"We shall punish you for your stupidity. There shall no longer be everlasting summer," the Gods said and cursed the young girl so that her fingers grew cold like ice and her skin turned the color of snow. Unable to control this new, cursed power, the girl created the first winter; where the frost came and killed both crops and cattle, and the cold bit the humans and gave them frostbite.
"The only way for this curse to be undone is if a human, of her own will, truly loved winter and all that follows. For only a person with the heart to see past the suffering is worthy of true power", the Gods said before returning to the skies.
Agitated, the humans blamed not the Gods for their newfound misery, but the girl who had unintentionally demanded the winter to come to their beautiful lands. Rejected by family and race alike, the girl disappeared, never to be seen by another human face again.

But even as her face was forgotten, and the story of the winter became but an old legend, the winter returned each year with the wrath of the Gods; and the sadness of a rejected girl. All seemed hopeless: for who could ever learn to love such a disastrous season of her own will?