Snow Queen

Chapter 1: Prologue

Kaito stepped deeper into the thick snow.

This mountain was easier to climb than he thought. It wasn't very steep. It wasn't very tall, either, so it was easy to breathe. He wondered why people rarely scaled it.

Maybe it was because of the snow? It was just barely cold enough for the white stuff to fall, but the temperature never changed, so the ground was always covered in mounds of it.

He sighed, exhaling steamy breath, and wrapped his scarf tighter around his neck. It would take him a day to get back down the mountain, and night would fall in just a few hours. He had to find somewhere to stay the night.

Looking around, he noticed a snow covered cave about twenty feet away.

So lucky!

He had never had such an easy time climbing a mountain, and to find shelter this quickly? It was a miracle. He did miss the challenge of trekking up a difficult mountain, but it was nice to have an easy brake sometimes.

He moved closer to the snow covered cave. It was like a tunnel had been carved out of the rock. It was a perfect cave, and it was quite big. It wasn't carved right into the rock, but it stuck out of the mountainside, and the top of it was covered in thick snow.

He now stood in front of it, five feet from the entrance, when he heard a scraping sound. It was she sound of snow being scraped off of something, or maybe the sound of a sled going down a snowy hill. Either way, it came from the top of the cave.

A pile of snow fell from it, and on top of the snow, fell a girl.

But she didn't fall. She landed.

Her pigtails fluttered as she leaped down, and landed in a kneeling position. She looked to the ground for a moment, in that kneeling position, before abruptly standing to look at Kaito.

Her eyes were what amazed him. They were icy blue, and full of hostility and cold bitterness. He felt the frozen hate resonate from her as she stepped closer to him.

He outfit was odd as well, as she wore something between a sundress and a nightgown, and it had quite a bit of lace. It was blindingly white, whiter than the snow. It was sleeveless, and only went down to her knees, but she showed no sign of being cold.

He turned his attention back to her face. Her skin was flawless, and she was incredibly pretty, like a china doll. She was very pale, but there was a distinct pink color in her cheeks. She was shorter than him by at least a head. Then she spoke, with a soft voice like icy water moving down a stream.

"And who are you?"


Goodness, I've been writing so much lately. I guess I've had a lot of time and inspiration. This is the prologue, more than it is really the first chapter. Please tell me what you think. I love reviews. Be wonderful! ~Meimei