Whispers of Frost
In the Tales of the Ninth Realm, we explore how the frost itself carries memory. How the patterns it leaves on glass and leaf are not random, but meaningful messages.
In the depths of winter, our ancestors listened closely to the sounds of frost. The cracking of ice, the shifting of the frozen ground, the whispers of snow against the bark on the trees. They didn’t have our modern knowledge, so these sounds were not just atmospheric noise to them. They were messages from the otherworld.
Like all full moons, the Frost Moon marks a time when the barriers between the realms grow thin. Just as frozen water creates perfect crystals that capture the light, the frozen world creates perfect moments that capture the truth. Ancient wisdom tells us that the frost giants—the Jötnar—speak most clearly during this moon. Their voices carrying knowledge of endurance, of survival, of patient strength.
In the Tales of the Ninth Realm, we explore how the frost itself carries memory. How the patterns it leaves on glass and leaf are not random, but meaningful messages. Runes written by the very breath of winter.
What patterns has the frost left in your life this winter? What messages have you found written in the literal or metaphorical ice?