Ice Crystal
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Glistening, frozen ice glared at me, the full moon awakening the senses of wolves. Turning my gaze towards the cliffs in the far distance gave myself a warning I could not accept. I stepped into the icy cavern and put everything behind me. Those painful memories will now be death. If only I knew. Bianca Cool. Not necessarily cool as in popular. Cool as in cold. Not spiteful mind you. She is well known for staring at you and you. Her eyes are the colour of ice. Her breath is as fresh as snow. Her touch is like frost. Her hair is the palest of blonde. Only ever does she not regret anything. Until now. On the eve of New Years, Bianca Cool loses both her parents in a terrible fire. Not even her icy touch can calm the flames. What is to become of Bianca Cool? Is death her future or grief for the rest of her life? Copyright-ShineBrightDivergent 2015 Nikki Kanna Hope you enjoy! Please give a like, comment and vote! Thanks so much! ~ Nikki
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Snow. Her breaths were shallow as she listened. She'd been locked in this tower for nearly twelve full moons- enough! She couldn't take it any longer. Her door opened to view her brother, stripped from all illusion- "Sister" Frost murmured, the same sadness that resonated in her soul reflected in his eyes. They both knew it had to be done- she knew he had to be in the palace to see the wreck their mother was causing after killing their father, incapacitating their grandmother and cursing their people. Seven years of war made them ignorant of the internal wars they didn't realize they were overlooking. "I have to go, if we have to survive, then I have to go." She whispered as she stood in front of her twin brother. They knew it had to be done, so that attention will be focused on her because they'd assume they'd both escaped from this realm due to the natural assumption that they can't be apart from each other "You cannot die, I beg of you." Frost said wrapping his arms round her frail frame. Once they'd disengaged from the hug, her eyes hardened from what was to come. She turned and stretched forth her hand- she'd been practicing the witch side she'd gotten from her mother- to unveil the door she's kept hidden in her room. Her library- It wasn't technically a library but a space she'd found where whatever she thought came to existence. Hence why she'd filled it with copies of books she'd read over the years long before the war- "Will you come back?" Frost called as she opened the door that stood before before her. She turned and smiled- "Of course brother, this will always be home- we just need to regroup, so we'd win it once and for all." She answered as she pushed it open and walked in taking the door with her

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