Elsa
She breathed in deeply, the cool air spiking against her lungs and chilling her nose, a welcoming feeling after being locked up for so long in a room that felt as though it was frozen in time.
She breathed out and watched as her breath mingled with the air around her and she let out a laugh that felt a little insane at first, but felt next to natural within a few seconds.
She was entirely and completely alone, and she was fine with that.
She held out a hand and flicked it, creating gusts and bellows and allowing the snow and ice around her take shape. This was freedom, this feeling of complete release and being able to do as she wished without any repercussions. This was magic.
She faltered for a moment, briefly questioning the morality of being able to smile after so many had died, being able to laugh and walk as she wanted when those others couldn't at all. She faltered in her isolation, but not because she was without them, but because it was almost as though she could feel the weight of their presence, as though they were still with her.
She turned sharply and allowed her emotions to simmer briefly, allowed the urge to lash out flick and spark before fading out. She was her own being. She was her own, and while she missed those who had passed greatly, she knew she couldn't bring them back, and that she couldn't stop living because of it.
She looked up and grinned, something shimmering in her eyes before she closed them and allowed her imagination to run wild across the barren landscape before her.
Freedom. Freedom was allowing yourself to move forward without the weight of your past chaining you down. Freedom wasn't not having fear, but not allowing it to control you. Freedom was a state of existence, and she'd curse herself for the rest of her life if she never got to taste it again.
This life was her's and her's alone, it was her kingdom to govern and do with as she wanted, a kingdom of glorious isolation, with her as the queen.
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Last Edited: 4.3.16
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Frozen Apart // Frozen/RotG // Jelsa
FanficEDITING AND REWRITING: BEWARE She will meet him in the winter. They will meet like two swirling snowflakes, drifting, lost on the wind. They will meet, and they will fall together. Together, they'll feel more like themselves than they ever were alon...
