I slowly opened my eyes. Where am i? I look up from the crater of snow i'm sitting in and see white. Snow everywhere! Frosty trees, frozen puddles! What had happened? I can't remember. I groggily sit up and fish around in the snow for my staff. I am about to fly away when I see something glinting out of the corner of my eye. I turn and am surprised to see a castle. Not an ordinary castle though. it looks abandoned, and the walls are made of some kind of shimmery blue glass. I take a step forward and my ankle rolls. Leaning on my staff in pain, I realize I am in no condition to fly. The sun is setting behind the trees and I yawn. I hobble over to a tree and snap off some branches to make a splint, then leaning heavily on my staff, i hop to the castle entrance. As i touch the door to open it, It strikes me that it is way too cold to be ice. I examine the detailing more carefully and realize it's made of ice- everything is. I retract my hand like the ice burns me. What is this place? Who could have made it? It's really wonderful craftsmanship, every inch is perfect. I walk to the center, looking around in wonder when a voice from behind me demands " What are you doing here?" I slowly turn around to see a girl in a long flowing ice blue gown and a white blonde french braid trailing over one shoulder. She is beautiful, except for the ice cold expression she wears. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She has her hands out in front of her like she is about to push an invisible wall, but i see no weapon on her. even so, I put my hand up in surrender, my other still leaning on my staff. "I… Er… don't know." She narrows her eyes but lowers her guard a little. "What do you mean you don't know? And what's wrong with your leg?"
"I mean, I don't remember how I got here. Well, more accurately, I don't remember how i got there. I pointed to the crater in the snow out the window. Her eyes widened and she murmured something that sounded a lot like, "...so he was the speck…"
"Excuse me?"
She studies me a moment longer then says,
"Excuse me for being so rude. I am Queen Elsa. You are…?"
My jaw drops. "Wait, so this is your ice castle?" She seems surprised by my confusion, like it should be obvious.