I know I'm stupid. You don't need to say it. But what do you want me to do? It's not my fault that I fell in love with Christian Anderson's "The Snow Queen".
Now, talking about my other stories:
Love is for Fools- I simply love it, it's one of my favorite fics I've ever wrote, but I need to step back a little and think about where the characters are going.
Secret's Safe with Me- I already wrote half of the last chapter; now I'm just waiting the inspiration to come so I can finish it.
Need You Now- That's a tough one. I'm just having a huge writer's block with it. :\
Tangled- I'll probably rewrite it. I just feel like Dante and Zhalia are totally ooc and as much as I love the movie, it's a Disney movie. And I don't want a "and they lived happily ever after" story. I need the plotline to be a bit darker to match my characters personality (if that even makes sense).
So, sorry if I made someone sad or even mad, but right now, I need to write this story. I hope you understand and now, I'll just stop annoying you.
Enjoy :)
Prologue- The cursed glass
Once upon a time, in a distant world far away from ours, a deadly war was taking place between the two ruler Kingdoms: The Ice Kingdom, with its cold, deserted lands of North, and the Fire Kingdom, with the sunny and warm lands of South.
Of course, this war didn't pop up from thin air; instead, it began years before any of our heroes were born.
In ancient times, elves were magical creatures that habited on Corinna, the human world. Some of them were good, some of them were bad. But the worst of them all, the most mischievous, the evilest one was named Gavrií̱l, and his name was feared all over the world. The smallest rumor that the creature was in a town was enough to make its villagers lock up in their house for days, weeks even.
One day though, the elf created a magic glass. It had the ability to show the darkest side of all living beings to the ones who looked through it. And, thinking that it'd be fun to see what the foolish humans would do with it, Gavrií̱l disguised himself as one of them and presented his invention to all the people around the world.
Some time passed, and the angels, seeing all the pain the relic had caused, imprisoned Gavrií̱l and took the glass with them, so they could give it to their God, the only one who could destroy it and restore peace.
Unfortunately, the higher the angels flew, the slippery the glass become and as obvious, it fell, breaking into tiny little pieces. And some of them were so little that they flew away at the soft breeze, until they found a place to occupy: A heart or an eye.
This is the story of one of those cursed pieces of the broken glass. The story of two lovers whose differences broke them apart. And also, the story of two orphans who only had one another in the world, and who were separated by a spell.
Now sit back and relax. It's story time, after all.