Jelsa's P.O.V.
Something lifted me out of the water as I opened my eyes. The moonlight shown into my eyes as I stood on the ice. I looked up at the moon and heard it's voice, silent, yet clear.
"You are Jelsa Snowflake Black Frost. You are the winter spirit of the north mountains." The man on the moon said and I reached out a hand.
"Where am I?" I asked. I had no clue who or where I was, everything was one big blank.
The man on the moon said no more. I sighed and looked around me, a staff lay near me, it was a hooked shepherd's cane. I lifted it up and the moment my fingers touched the wooden surface a snowflake formed in the hook. Dazzling in the moonlight. My fingertips tingled and black frost formed on them. I smiled and felt the wind pick up. It pulled at me gently, the wind whispered into my ear, sweet promises of freedom. I stood up and my feet left the ground, and I hugged my new staff. I looked up and saw a huge mountain in the distance, the north mountain, and then the wind took me up to the mountain. I stayed there for years, causing winter to stay on the tips of the mountains.
I felt free from the weight of anything, but something always tugged at my heart saying that I was missing something or someone.
Was I? If so how did I find them or it? Then the man on the moon chuckled.
"The frost always finds the snowflake." The moon said.
"Always."
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Jelsa: Darkness Dearest
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