Hey Guys! his is my first ever fanfic, please keep it in mind while you read. CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is appreciated.
My child, I have always been alone. I don't know where you came from but you are mine, and there is nothing anyone can say or do to change that. However, I cannot keep you with me, the cold is too much for you to bear and my enemies are too many for me to protect you from them. My friends have been injured and cannot fend for himself, I need to leave. This is tearing me apart but it's better for the both of you. So stay strong my little one and remember, when the cold comes, it means that I'm near. My dear Elsa, don't give in. I'll be back when you've grown and you believe.
- Your father, Jack
I've reread this letter over a thousand times.
The parchment was yellowed and the ring of ice that held the scroll closed didn't melt. Ana, Kristoff and I had been searching through our parents room and the letter had been found. Kristoff had picked it up and started examining it before trying to touch to the ring. His hand was frosted over and he let go, the searing cold burned his fingers. The rolled up scroll, barely the width of a finger dropped to the floor and frost spread from the circle of cold out towards our feet. Before I knew what I was doing, I had picked up the scroll and slid off the ring. A dull warmth emanated from the ring until it filled my body and suddenly I was lifted up and into the air in a flurry of wind.
"Put me down!" I screamed at the invisible force keeping me in the air. The wind gently set me down on my feet, caressed my cheeks and ruffled my hair before it let go of me. It lifted the parchment from the floor and opened it for me. I read the words written in white frost, and they turned my world upside down.
"Are there any more?" I whispered to the invisible force which was busy ruffling my hair.
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