The Weeping Willow [Rise of the Guardians]

Not all spirits are Guardians. Jack Frost didn't start out as a Guardian, and Pitch Black definitely isn't one. The truth is: there are thousands of spirits we'll never know about. Spirits that linger just around every other corner, eyes shining when someone looks their way only to sigh in resignation when they notice the person is not in fact staring at them, but through them.

Some special spirits are immortalized into deities, such as Mother Nature and Father Time. Others are feared- Pitch Black, for instance.

And then there are the Guardians: spirits whose purpose in their after-lives is to keep children smiling. Keep them giggling. The Guardians were founded for joy!

Or so it seems to every spirit, even the saddest spirit of all. But do they really understand what the Man-in-the-Moon has planned for them? Do they truly grasp the concept of what it means to be a "Guardian"?

{I do not, unfortunately, own Rise of the Guardians (RotG). I only own my characters, my plot, and my legends.}

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