Cold. That was all Lloyd could think as he trudged through the 6 inches of snow that covered the land. A sharp, cold gale crossed across the snowy grounds, passing Lloyd by and ultimately lowering the freezing eight-year-old boy's temperature. He wanted to cry. No. Warlords don't cry. The son of Garmadon does not cry. ---- OR Ninjago has a really bad habit of avoiding trauma but indirectly mentioning it. SO I decided to write Lloyd's POV of when he was kicked out of Darkley's. Be warned: lots of angst.