"Rise and shine everyone!" said Anna, "The sooner we get going, the sooner we're back in Arendelle." It was the early morning, shortly after sunrise. The sky above, so dark and cloudy before, was now as bright and blue as it was the day they first surfaced from the whirlpool.

Jake felt someone kick him lightly on the shoulder. "Come on Jake. Wakey wakey. Come on Brian. Come on Kayla."

Jake opened his eyes and sat up. "Huh?" he thought to himself as he looked around before remembering where he was. The others were also just starting to get up.

"That way is south, said Anna," pointing in the direction of a large mountain range from which the river flowed, let's get walking.

"What? We're heading off now?" asked Kayla.

"Well, what else are we going to do?" asked Anna.

"Good point," replied Kayla, "I'm just not used to starting a long journey through the wilderness within a minute of waking up in the morning." She raised her arms and bend backwards, stretching herself.

Jake, like Anna, was eager to get going."Get up Brian," he said, walking over to him, "Perhaps a little sparring will help you wake up?"

"No, I think I'll save my energy," replied Brian, standing up, "Hopefully we can make it back to Arendelle within a month. I think that's how long a human can last without food."

"Could be, but we can only last a few days without water," said Abbey.

"Shoot!" replied Brian.

"Oh come on guys," said Anna, already beginning to walk away, "The river probably has fresh water. We'll just follow it. Let's go."

The four others began following her, walking in a line with Brian at the back. Although they soon entered the woods, the land was clear of shrubbery by the river, which they walked along. The canopies of the trees over them, however, shielded them from the sun. They had been walking for about an hour when Brian began to sing an old Trojan marching cadence that went like this,

"There was a bear

named Claire

with lots of hair

sitting on a chair

eating a pear

riding a mare

going to the fair

to dare

to stare

at the air

with a glare

and play solitaire"

"STOP IT!" screamed Kayla, as blood flowed from her ears, "What the heck is wrong with you?"

"What?" said Brian, "I'm just trying to lighten the mood a bit and break the monotony of this walking."

"I think you were a bit off key Brian," said Jake.

"Congratulations Jake! Understatement of the year!" said Kayla.

"Ok then, you try to sing," said Brian.

"Nah, I don't feel like it," said Kayla, "Although if you're really bored, I could recite some epic poetry and then we could all try scanning some lines of it afterwards."

"Sure," said Abbey, "Go for it." It was the first time she had spoken all day.

And so Kayla began,

"Ice and a woman I sing - a princess driven on by despair,

she was the first to chase her sister, the queen,

destined to reach an icy palace with slippery floors,

yet many cruel blows her heart took in the meantime,

thanks to Elsa's fear and Hans's greed,

and the entire kingdom by the sea,

was almost frozen over too, before she could find her way,

bring her sister back into the city, establish an ice skating rink,

cause the return of summer, and the cutting of ties with Weselton.

Tell me, Muse, how it all began. Why was Elsa so scared?

What could wound the Queen of Ice, with all her magical power?

Why did she force her sister, so innocent and sweet,

to brave severe weather and fight a giant snow monster?

Can such insanity inflame the minds of magicians?

There was an ancient kingdom held by human settlers,

Arendelle, facing the ocean, beyond which lay the Southern Isles,

The rulers were benevolent, more so than those of all other lands,

Except Corona, which also had a pretty chill king and queen,

They had a daughter, and then another too,

And Arendelle would be the happiest place in the world,

If only Providence would allow it. This was the goal of the rulers,

from the start, and so the two daughters grew up as best friends,

But they heard the oldest daughter, sprung of icy cold,

would one day lose control and endanger her sister,

be overcome with fear, spreading winter far and wide,

fierce in battle, running up stairs of ice in high heels made of ice,

while skipping steps as she moved along,

So the trolls predicted the future would come to pass,

This was the rulers' fear

and they didn't forget the times in the past,

when she had frozen her sister's head,

No, not even now would the reasons for their fright,

their constant anxiety drop from their minds.

They were haunted, with much reason to worry:

the citizens' reaction to Elsa's magic, the lack of tolerance,

for Anna's heart they feared, that it might suffer the same blow as her head,

struck with ice. Their terror ignited by all this,

the rulers of Arendelle kept concealed in her room,

Elsa, master of the powers of ice and winter.

The king and queen kept her far from Anna, forced by her magical powers

to remain behind her doors, year in, year out.

Such a long miserable upbringing she had before her coronation."