Avalanche
She was ethereal.
Jack couldn't deny it any longer. The more he stares at her luminous eyes, he swears he'll do some backflips and give her the world. Scratch that, it was something horrendous enough to even think about it.
But she looked at him with doubtful eyes. That something in her eyes - that guarded look - would always be untrusting. What made her so? Jack sullenly thought. She was really a mass of riddle; a living rubrics cube.
She raised her eyebrow at him, silently asking what he's up to now. He shook his head and looks at the book he's supposedly reading but was too distracted by her alluring enigma.
In his mind he was shouting at the mountain, for some unknown reason. And in retribution, the mountain decided to bring down the coldest of snow to him. Burying him and yet he knows he's still alive.
Elsa was a great amount of something... And all he could think about is that she is sending him that something he couldn't name.
OTPhilia: There will be more.