Midwinter night's dream
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
What used to be a sign of fun and games for Elsa, had become torture over the last few months, as she rejected Anna's requests again and again. Each time broke her heart a little more, and forced her to create a stronger wall around her inner turmoil.
"Go away Anna!"
It was the first time she had responded, the first time she had dared utter a word, and she was heartbroken over having to say it – she loved Anna, she was her sister, and did not want to have to push her away constantly. But she had to – for Anna's safety, and in someways, also for her own.
Elsa cried, as she thought about all she had given up, all that she had to give up to save those that she cared for – all because of this power.
She was scared, of hurting others, of hurting herself, of being around them, but also of being alone, and she had to hide it all in order to avoid it becoming a reality.
She was pained over the loss of physical contact with her parents, the loss of the company of Anna, the fun and the games she had with her sister. Her sister who did not remember anything, or even know why she was being rejected.
She felt guilty, for losing control, for not knowing HOW to control her powers, but mostly, she felt guilty for breaking Anna's heart, her own heart and hurting both their feelings each and every time Anna tried to mend the rift.
The turmoil inside got stronger, as frozen tears slid down her cheek and shattered on the ground.
Elsa cried herself to sleep that night.
In her dreams, nothing had gone wrong, and she was playing with Anna and Olaf – the snowman she had made for Anna on that terrible day. The three of them sat together, hugged, and spoke of what they would do when summer came along. They would swim, and play - together forever in this dream land of memories.
A small smile appeared on the sleeping Elsa's face, below the last of her crystal tears, as she dreamed of more fun and games over the years that could have followed.
Her father watched on, with a pained smile on his face, sorry for putting his daughter – the future queen of Arendelle – through this.
Dagron Rat: art/Elsa-s-dream-424474758 - some inspiration? ;)
Foxy_the_sly: nice, but i don't do crossovers - the only inspiration it gives me is for a nostalgia ficlet [spoiler for the fic follows], where she cries about not responding to her sister's cries before going to sleep and dreams of the good times