As Elsa ran away from what has been her home, the place she could be herself, was no more.
She could never return to Arendelle, not even to see her sister or butler Archer, All gone.
She didn't even notice where or what she ran by, all she wanted, is to be alone and away from all the people in Arendelle.
While she was running, the storm was affected by her emotions, which meant the storm Elsa created was strongest around her in a wide area and hurled and pushed around everything on the ground in her way.
As she ran through the deep forest that surrounded Arendelle, she disappeared deeper and deeper inside of it and soon as there was no one to be seen in miles area. First then did she stop.
Elsa now stood by a big old pine tree and looked around, completely silent, other than the sounds of forest animals in the distant.
She lay her back up at the tree trunk, with closing eyes she slowly glided down the trunk as she pulled her arms around herself and sat in the same fetal position as she had been sitting in her room, back at the castle.
Putting her head between her kneecaps, the tears began to slide down her cheeks but ends up as small snowflakes as it leaves her chin.
Her sobbing is quickly drowned by the biting wind, blowing it her hair, though the cold never bothered her much, she could never freeze, nor getting warmer.
Her body temperature had always been under the freezing point or lower, it had always changed depended by the weather.
But never over zero and was right now close to minus twenty, twenty-five degrees.
High up in a tree, stood the pale-gray skinned man and looking down on the crying platinum blonde coloured girl, sitting by herself in the snow by a tree.
He just stood there and for the first time, didn't knew what to do, on the one hand, he felt like it wasn't his concert of what happened to the girl, cause really, he was Thé Nightmare King – The boogeyman, why on earth should he help her any further?
The fact that he actually chooses to help her back at the castle, she should be thankful, but instead she refuses to take his help?!
But, on the other hand, as he looked down on her, he sees something in her, nothing he never experienced in any human being before, not even in Jack Frost.
He sees a.. a darkness but also a light he can't take, it makes him feel almost.. enchanted, deep down in his darkest corner of his heart, had something awoken, but partly he saw something about her that reminded him of himself a long time ago.
He suddenly catches himself in standing and just – looking at her, he snaps out of it and turns his back to her, but not before he looked over his shoulder to gaze upon her one last time before he vanishes in the shadow.
Elsa looked up because she thought she heard something, but was nothing.
She still sobbed but wasn't as strong as when she sat down by the tree. She had to get up and keep moving, cause she couldn't stay here.
By using the back of her hand, she wiped the tears away that hadn't been merge part of her surrounding weather.
She pulled herself up and moved forward to the unknown.
By walking with her arms around as a kind of comfort to herself, as the voices and shocks of the people and the duke in the castle said to her.. "monster".
She finally got out of the forest and stood by the feets of one of the country's big mountain.
But it didn't stop her and starts to walk up the mountain.
She looks around with her hands holding each other close in her lap, she began to realise how alone she actually was.
On her own and without her sister or Archer.
In her own thoughts, as she walks up at the mountain, a shadowing figure reappears behind her and again stands the pale-gray skinned man but with a slightly open mouth, not knowing what to do, he could see how much she struggled to find herself and putted everything together that had crushed in matter of second.
It somehow pained him to see such a beautiful 'creature' as her, in sorrow.
He wanted to do something, but just couldn't think of anything.
"They never really believed in you…" He said with a saddened voice.
He could see how Elsa tried to accept the fact that he was right and everything was a lie…
the cheerfulness they had given her when she was made queen – all a lie.
"I was just trying to show you that," he told her as he looked away with closed eyes, cause of the struggle he was in to say those things as it was the first time he ever felt the need to help another person, a human even.
"But I understand..." He then said and looked up at her, as she turns around and looked him direct in the eyes and a little smile starts to form on her face.
At first she wanted to get mad at him for telling her the truth… but the more he tries to talk to her, the more she understood, it was not his fault, and he was just trying to help her.
It actually made her a little happy inside that one person knew how it felt and how it was to be on your own.
"Thank you" she thanked him but still had a little sadness in her voice, so it cracked at the end of her thanked.
"I know what feels like to be left behind, to be afraid of your own powers, but you shouldn't.
They're the ones who should be afraid, there are so much you can do with your powers, don't let it go to waste" he tried to explain to her, making her see how much more she can use her power instead of being fearful for it.
"I don't know… " she said with doubt in her voice, she was torn by the fact that she couldn't return.
But again, the more she thought about it, the more intriguing it got with the idea of just let her power out and let it go.
"Common, what could go wrong?" He asked persistent with his hands together and arms a little bend forward.
At that moment in her life, she told herself, 'fuck it' and pulled her last glove off and threw it up in the air for the wind to take it away.
She turned around so she had her back to the pale-gray skinned man and lifted her left hand a little and as she did that, almost magic like, dancing snow and snowflakes started to show from her hand, but not like something opened in her hand to get out, no it was as if she created it out of pure air.
As she starts to create snow from both her hands slowly walking further up the mountainside while the pale-gray skinned man stood behind her, a little smile slowly started to show, but it wasn't the usually mysterious darkly smile.
This was a smile haven't showed since… well since he had a wife and wasn't a dark, twisted Nightmare King.
He just stood there and watches as Elsa launch her first wave of snow and tiny little snowflakes towards a snow hill to their side, as it blends in with the rest of the snow hurling around in the wind.
As she keeps on walking, she looked at her cape, being pulled around by the wind.
She releases the cape and lets it go and let the wind take that too.
As the cape flies away, the pale-gray skinned man looked up after the cape but looks over at her again, only to see Elsa walking backwards with her arms bend 90 degrees with clenched fists.
She turns around with a big smile, as if all the pain and sorrow were gone from her.
She felt alive and like a new person, which the Nightmare King notice and burst out in even a joyful laugh as Elsa turns around and kept running towards the cliff.
As she got to a cliff, she didn't want to stop but instead, like a blizzard, she moved with an incredible speed and half way over the cliff, half a bridge was made out of pure crystal clear ice, almost purple-ish in colour.
But that didn't stop Elsa.
She just kept on running and the stair-bridge was formed with her bare hands out just touching where the railing would appear.
When she got to the end she casts snow up in the air like she did when she was a kid.
He was close to unspeakable over the power and beauty she possesses.
He was amazed and couldn't help but to let his jaw drop just a little for her.
But what really took him by surprise, was when she ran a few feets away from the stair-bridge she just had made.
Was when she stomped her right foot down in the snow.
But instead of making a footprint, a big clear and pure snowflake in an ice like platform, started to form and grow bigger, wider and got closer and closer till it formed a circle platform with the same purple-ish colour, so you couldn't see through it.
She then begun to raise the ground from the mountain, she had just stood on, and the pale-gray skinned man only just got on before it was too late for him to get on by human ways.
He just stood there, amazed by everything Elsa did and saw how she created walls as well as pillars to hold the structure and roof, and out of the ceiling a chandelier in a diamond like shape begun to take form.
He just stood there at looked at it all without words; he was stunned and didn't expect such a creation.
She then loses her hair from the knot and let a long wide braid get lose and pullback some of the hair in her face.
She then suddenly starts to raise her arms up and out of nowhere in microscopic, almost carbon nano sized ice crystals, slowly making herself a crystal blue dress with a long close to transparent cape, as she walks towards a balcony with the pale-gray skinned man walking behind her, just smiling and was for some reason enjoying himself.
Elsa turns around to face him, first looking at her own hands, almost couldn't believe how great it felt to let loose and be free from restrictions and the law of being a queen.
She looked up at the pale-gray skinned man, just wanted to hug him, for showing her true power and her true self.