Seventy Seconds To Sunrise

The cold one says he remembers. What he remembers though, no-one knows, that or no-one is telling. I have my own theories of course but it's nothing compared to a legend I used to hear when I was younger. The legends says that the cold one was once human, or at least something close to, born with magnificent powers over the living world. He was a prince, a born leader and ruler, a man strong enough to lead the world out of poverty and into prosperity. One of the fist mage born, but he angered the people of magic, and was transformed. He became the cold one, they say he is the one who sees all but is seen by none. That he became snow and hail, rain and mist. He is ice and the snow, one and the same, the one who brings winter then runs once the sun returns. This was his punishment, for what though? He was once the one to lead us away from the cold now we must be led from him. Only able to hold a human form in his former home, the palace. He is cursed to be this for eternity, to be frozen in time. Though, of course there are those who believe he will be freed from the curse by love, those wishing for a happily ever after, he would be freed by the one who dreams of him and he dreams of in return, true love. But I don't believe in love, true or otherwise, not anymore I have no evidence such a thing could exist, but I never forgot the story, especially on days like these.
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This is a story set in a kingdom ruled by magic and is loosely based on the fairy tale Cinderella.
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Chapter three at the moment is disconnected to the rest of the story so if you are reading this and I have not updated in a while...That part will come later but I will still share what I have already written.