#howfragilethings

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 difficult part now -- giving up all of the secrets. In the instant Anna had thawed in her arms, Elsa had vowed to her tell her the truth. The terrible, heavy, closely held truth. No matter how it may hurt one or both of them, Anna deserved to know what had been kept from her, and why. Why the closed gates and doors and hidden sister. 

Sitting on a couch in front of the fire, Elsa had curled her feet under herself, making herself as small as possible. Her eyes were downcast, wondering if this new, fragile understanding between them would be broken. Sneaking a glance at an old family portrait -- Anna’s hair still just red, both of them small and their smiles easy -- she steeled herself. 

@howfragilethings

still thinking about how you just came into my IMs asking if it was me alkfsalkfjas

          ❛  sven  and  i  have  to  make  a  trip  out  to  the  valley  in  a  few  days.  ❜   he  says,  gaze  finding  her.   ❛  one  of  the  youngest  trolls  is  earning  her  first  crystal  and  i  said  i’d  be  there  to  celebrate  with  them.  ❜   there’s  a  small  shrug  of  his  shoulders  as  a  shy  smile  begins  to  tug  at  the  corners  of  his  mouth,  a  hand  raising  to  rest  at  the  back  of  his  neck.   ❛  i  can’t  promise  they  won’t  be  ---  uh  ---  overbearing ,  but  you  can  come  too.   if  you  want  to.  ❜

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