✱ ——— indeed , they are most certainly two sides of a cruel coin. if not , A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD. eyes cast down in uncertainty , fingers playing with blonde - white tresses that cascade over their shoulder. small bits of frost and snowflakes appear in their hair , an indicating sign of nervousness and anxiety. of course , with such a master of the skill , they need not to worry about hurting him or themselves .
but . . . hesitance lies wake in their heart , images of deadly scenarios playing softly in their head. the disturbing imagery plays at the back of their mind , a shudder crawling up their spine. swallowing hard , they look away , forcing themselves to think of happier times. if they learned to control it , then better times could come.
FEAR WILL BE YOUR ENEMY. DEATH , ITS CONSEQUENCE.
they put their hands out in front of them , examining the power they hold within. AS NATURAL AS BREATHING. frost covers pale white digits , and elsa notices how they shake ever so slightly. they look back at kuai liang , a mix of emotions swimming in crystal blue eyes.
❝ it’s incredibly . . . frustrating. all my life i looked out a frosted window , seeing the moon and the sun do the same dance every day and night , and all i could wonder was if i’d be able to dance someday too. ❞
@arctikan
