Iceland went over to his older brother's house for a small catch-up chat. Sadly Iceland asked something a little too personal.

-Warning THIS IS NOT BASED ON ACTUAL HISTORY MOSTLY-

Stuck in Brother's Memories

"His mind opened when his eyes became soulless"

I woke up in a bare, snowy forest with no one to be seen. I sat up and looked around at my surroundings. My reddish-brown coat gave me no protection from how cold it was. How cold could it be? It seemed as if it was -20 at least. I patted myself to make sure I was in one piece. But then I noticed I was missing something. "Mr. Puffin?" I said concerned as I looked around. I swore I had him before I blacked out.

I wondered around this winter wonderland. I called out every so often "Hello? Hello? Is anyone here?" I never got an answer. I only occasionally saw birds and small mammals scurry in the soft, cold snow. The small mammals always scurried away as they heard my footsteps draw closer. The birds watched from the soft snowy branches of the trees.

Sometime among the trees I saw a little boy. You would've sworn he was lost. He wore a delicate princely robe. His hair was a pale blonde that would stick out like a sore thumb if we were in a swamp. He looked at me for a quick second with his deep navy blue eyes, and pale-skinned face. He looked away, then quickly looked back with a shocked look and started running away. I called out "Hey wait!" but I had to chase him. For someone so small he was fast. He quickly made turns among the trees. He was smart, a little too smart it seemed. At one turn I slid on the side of my white boots and looked to see nothing but a bunched together group of trees. It was dark down there. Was the kid down there? It would seem like the logical place to look.

I slowly stomped in the snow. I was exhausted from running after that little boy. I tried imagining him in my head. He had a small slender pale face. His eyes were a deep navy blue. His hair flopped into one-side-one-eye covered pale blonde bangs. He had a gold cross barrette on the side of his head holding back some hair. His cheeks and nose were a soft rosy-red color. I could see the brightness of the snow fade as I stepped into the darkness of the trees.

I heard tiny whispers and footsteps. I felt some of the trees around me. Some of the trees were hit with a sharp object. They had splintering gaps in them; some even had the cracks of their bark filled in by a small animal's blood. It was, peculiar to me. I finally saw shadows run in between the trees. I followed the tiny footsteps. The lightness of the snow opened up again in a small patch. I look all around me to see nothing but dark, snowy forest.

I turned to my right to a tree that had a hole gouged out of it. I looked down to two small little boys. One boy was hiding behind the other. I could hear the one hiding in fear whisper to the other " M-Mathwas (Mathias) make them go away." "Mathias?" I thought to myself. My eyes widen with surprise. The boy standing in front of the other had a softer color of blue eyes. He also had pale blonde hair but it spiked up to the left. His soft blue eyes were filled with anger. His eyes were filled with passion to protect the other. The other's deep blue eyes were filled with fear, seeming to seek protection. I backed away slowly as the one boy yelled and approached me. The boy with the soft blue eyes had no fear. I was probably five times his size but it didn't matter.

As I ran away from what seemed like a dangerous beast even though he was so small I realized something. "Mathias? Mathias! That's Denmark!" I thought loudly to myself. It made sense. That means the boy with the deep blue eyes was…

My Brother…