The Snow Queen And The Frost Prince.

dreams of moons

Keep it in, don't feel, don't feel. I shook as I slammed my hand into the side of my head. Concentrate you can do this. Don't feel.. Don't feel..

That's my life to not feel,  to not hurt those I love.  Yet why can't I get control of the fierce power that cursed through my veins like blood of ice and darkness.

Thoughts pulsed in my mind as fierce as a blizzard. A blizzard of hate.

I dug my nails into the tender flesh of my arms and bit back a scream. I can do this, I can do this.

The air around me swirled fiercely throwing my hair over my shoulder. The cold couldn't touch me. Nothing could.

I closed my eyes and bit down on my button lip, hard. I could taste the matalic blood flooding into my mouth.

You can do this. Do this for her. You have to. I tried to feel for my powers with no success.

All I felt was the numbing sensation of the fierce wind as it knocked me back another step.

I'm losing control.. I realized with a stab of fear, I shook the snow out of my hair and took and step closer.

I closed my eyes tighter and used my mind to push. I pushed down the fear and tried to calm the wind. It slowed some but didn't stop

It only stopped when I heard him. That sweat joyful sound filled my chest completely.

"love elsa, love. " the voice whispered. But I didn't know if I could.

"Who are you? " I screamed at the darkness. I searched through the trees with my eyes, combing the area but finding no one.

When I looked up I saw the moon shining bright above me. Silent but beautiful, it seemed to speak to me, To draw me in.

Then I was falling, Through thick ice into cold waters, nothing but the moon shining above me in a secret warning.

"It's time." the loving voice murmured softly. My vision started to gradually fade out into complete darkness.