#misterwhitewinter

"Everybody be cool, it's just a normal day."

        This was bad, entirely bad and she wasn't quite sure how it happened, her grandfather had been there one minute but something must have caught his eye as the next time Snegurochka had looked for him he was gone. He did this often, but he normally told her where he was going or at least that he was going. He never just left her alone with no explanation.

—{❄}

“If you're going to laugh or call me crazy, you just can leave.”

However long it had been, it was nowhere near how long it would be. It was just like her room. Bigger -- much bigger, and nicer -- but equally... imprisoning, in the end. But here, she didn't even have the company of her books. She couldn't feel like she was doing something useful by pursuing studies. All there was were her powers, and she was feeling more and more unsettled as she continued to be surrounded by her ice like this.

It was lonely, yes. Of course it was; it always was. She didn't know anything else anymore, not really. Even when she was young, after she had to be separated from Anna, all she had was some... imaginary friend, as she now insisted he must have been. A figment she came up with to feel less alone in her burden, as if someone else could have powers like her and be able to control them.

But it wasn't long until she'd started to see her powers as nothing more than a danger -- innately harmful. He was cursed too, then, and there was only room enough for one monster there. So she pushed him away, until eventually she believed him to be nothing more than a figment of her lonely imagination.

The door opened with almost no soυиđ at all. However, the slight squeak was enough to   b r e a k   the silence, and tell Elsa that she was no longer alone. Funny, she thought to herself. Her guard made of { snow and ice } should have been able to stop whatever guest this was. Perhaps even solid water needed sleep.

Either way, she was in no mood for visitors. With her jaw set and fingers already wiggling and conjuring up the smallest of flakes, she walked down the steps of her grande staircase.

❅ ---- ❝Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in MY castle?❞