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12-21-2013, 04:41 PM
She ran.
Elsa had never ran faster in her entire life. The snow shifted beneath her feet with ease as she ran, bending to her every will. There was no way she could go back now anyways. Her mane reached for the wind, entangling itself into the chilled air. Her hooves smoothly sailing above the perfect flakes that fell in adoration for her. She was free. Finally free.
Ice towers created barriers between her and the kingdom. They bent and moaned in praise for her. Icicles entangled themselves within her mane before flying back to the ground and freezing themselves into the magnificent snow. She was free. The word was so foreign yet felt so good. It was as if she finally couldn't care. Without turning back she ran, and then bam. It felt like she had run straight through a wall.
Her head spun as the air was rushed out of her, and as soon as she hit that wall, she was in a mysterious forest. It was oddly too warm, and with her last ounce of concentration tried to summon the snow. It wouldn't come. Again she tried, but her ice failed her. "What?" her voice was eerily, calm, panicked and urgent all at the same time. How was this gone? Striking blue eyes widened as she tried to run out, but she couldn't, it was like this wall was keeping her in here, this magical wall that killed her snow. It killed it.
So simple. Why couldn't the wall have existed earlier? When she actually needed it. Pain, rage, sadness and fear had filled her veins again as she tried to leave, but even if she could there was no way she could go back.
Not only had she run, but now she didn't have the ice, the snow, the cold. It all had left. A moan of sincere pain and sadness gripped her body as she dragged herself deeper within the forest. Why was this so confusing? Why couldn't she have a normal life.
