Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen.

I am back! And I am sorry!

Why I was gone? And why the stories disappeared ? Well, I got some messages, that made me rethink- Do I even need to continue with this? I love writing, but for me it takes more than writing a story. As some of you may know, my native language isn't english and that's why there are times when in the script I leave a word in my native language and after I finish the chapter, I go search for the word in dictionary. Writing stories makes me happy and it improves myself.

I see, that there is still people that are waiting for my stories and people that helps me, so that's why,let's start this over.

G-7, Dragon's Daughter, The magical circle red thread are saved in my computer, so you will see them soon.

A year ago I uploaded my first story- Song of Frozen, sadly it's also the story, that was deleted in my old computer. From dephts of my shelf I found the handwriten version of Song of Frozen, it's starts from the 3. chapter, because first two chapters were only written on computer. So, it will be probably sligltly different than it was before.

So, let's begin- Song of Frozen.

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The world is full with a beautiful places and beings. Flying birds, flowing rivers, sunrises. Its feels almost magical, yes, almost, because there isn't such a thing as magic.

"Abigail, could you please answer the question?"

But right now I wish it did- I could just magically fly away from here to my home and then enter my room, where is hidden my treasure…"Abigail Heartlock!", but it will not happen, because I am stuck in math's class. And what it makes even worse is fact that today is Friday and as always the last two lessons in this day are maths. Yes, you heard it right not just ONE, but TWO maths. Are they trying to kill me? But returning to reality," Yes?", I look at my " not so happy teacher".

"Could you please answer the question, Abigail?", before I give the answer, I should give a short introduction. As already you heard my name is Abigail Heartlock. 18 years old, 5.7 tall, Mid Back length wavy black hair, blue eyes beauty, who is now fighting for her life in math class.

"Hmmm, the answer will be …", common, think fast," It will be …", Sounds of bell! Yes! I survived! The life force returns to me and I run out of the school and … and they aren't here yet. Geez, now I have to wait for those slow folks. I am hungry. Fridays takes too much energy from me.

"Already here Raven, you must be on your hero duty then.", at list Ethan isn't as slow as the blondie.

"How many times, I have to tell you not to call me like that.", Hero Raven. It has story behind it.

3 years ago I met Ethan. I was outside, peacefully eating my lunch, but then the pulling feeling started.

I really can't give a real explanation for the pulling feeling. What I have found out about it, is that it has something to do with the sixth sense.

As always I followed the pulling feeling and found two boys bulling a boy. I put my hands on the shoulders of the bullies and said" Boys, if you don't want to…"

"Don't what?", the bully who asked didn't had the chance to ask anything else as my fist met his face and he stumbled down. The other one tried to attack to me, but I easy dodged that and kicked his butt. Seems they forgot that my gramps is martial arts master and he taught his granddaughter well. He even taught me how to use a sword and a bow, what in 21. Century is useless, but he still insisted, that I need to know that.

"If you don't want to feel this pain again, you will not come near to this boy!", and with that the bullies run away. I looked at the boy. He was smiling," A new hero had appeared- Raven!" And that's how a get the name Raven and met Ethan, boy who is like a teddy bear.

Then I feel someone hugging me from behind, "As usually, we have grumpy Abigail at Friday. It's not end of the world, its only math.", I see blond wavy hair. My best friend Mia. She actually is like sister to me, because her family's house is next to gramps house. We are best friends since ancient times.

"And you are annoying as always and also slow. Let's go already."

"Let it go! Let it go!", as we start to walk Mia starts to sing.

"Isn't that the song from the new Disney movie Frozen?", Ethan asks.

A new Disney movie? Hmm. I think I have heard the word Frozen in classmates discussions.

"Yes. I love that movie. The music is great. The animation is great. The talking snowman Olaf is so cute! Elsa's magic! A story about true love!"

"True love, right", one of those stories.

"Here were go with the no magic and no love.", Mia says.

"And there isn't. There isn't a talking snowman and true love."

"But what about the old house. Many says that there are going on strange things, magical things.", Ethan says.

There are many rumours about it. That it's haunted, but that kind rumours are about almost every old house.

"Yeah, it does seem magical.", Mia says.

For luck this conversation about magical things isn't long, because we are front of my gramps house door. Yes, we and that's always like this. Ethan and Mia spends more time at my grandpa's house than at their own homes. That's why it feels more like family with them than friend like.

"Grandpa, we are home!"

"Just in time! The food will be soon ready.", grandpa says from kitchen.

"Okay, then I will…"

"Play for a bit", they say in unison. I smile. They know me so well.

I rush to my room, to place where is located my treasure- piano.

I sit from of it and start to play. The music makes me forgot everything. The music takes me to a new world.