A/N: Sorry for the lateness of this. And by that I mean late as in late in general and late as in it's like 1:25ish am on my end. Or would that be early? *shrug I just really wanted to get this up today. And no I wasn't lost at sea. Life is just busy again and there's some junk going on as well. *sigh Anyway, here you go internet strangers and I hope you're enjoying this as much I enjoy writing it :)

Excuse the many mistakes you'll find here and stuff that makes no sense.

Chapter 15: Who am I?

Elsa POV

I stopped dead in my tracks. The air seemed to have stopped moving. I felt swift movements being made in the dark. I slowed my breathing to be able to hear in the dark. I thought I felt a breath of warm air to my left. One thing was clear, I wasn't alone. I heard the air moving in the darkness to both my left and right. More than one. I closed my eyes and listened closely. There was a faint growling noise.

Snap! The sound of a twig snapping suddenly came from my left. I quickly turned to face it. My breath got stuck in my throat as I was looking into a pair of glowing yellow eyes that were glaring at me. Suddenly three more pairs of glaring yellow eyes appeared around the first and I yelped and started backing off. Not seeing where my feet were stepping, I stumbled over a rock and fell backwards. They closed their eyes and disappeared into the darkness again. Mustn't be afraid. I quickly got up and wiped a cold sweat that was running down on the side of my face.

Errr! That deep noise make me jump out of my skin. Mustn't be afraid. I was trembling from head to toe and it wasn't from the cold snow that surrounded me. In my peripheral vision, I saw something heading straight toward me from my left. I ducked and felt something fly over, just missing my neck. Unfortunately, I fell forward and landed in the snow. Mustn't be afraid. Heart beating faster as I heard more growling noises. A shiver ran down my spine when I realized that it was not only coming from all directions, but it was also getting closer. They had me surrounded and they were coming in for the kill. I was helpless here and they knew it. I laid there and didn't get up. Mustn't be afraid.

They knew that there was nothing I could do and it was the truth. I looked up to see them. They were all a dark color. They all had these piercing eyes that I knew saw straight through me. Those warning yellow eyes. I saw a big black wolf in front of me lowering itself on its hing legs, ready to charge at me. Its lips pursed upward to show its gritted sharp teeth. Wow, this is it. This is how I'm going to die. The black wolf then jumped in the air toward me and I closed my eyes. Mustn't be afraid!

I waited for it. Waited to feel the ripping of skin on my body. I anticipated the pain it would bring, only it never came. Great, now they're playing those sick mind games on me. Just my luck. I shut my eyes tighter. No way was I gonna coward in fear of death.

Then everything was dead silent. All the growling had stopped. The wolfs were quiet. I heard noises of struggle in front of me. Then I heard a low whimpering in front of me, and it confused me. What's going on? I slowly opened one eye. I gasped at what I saw. What did I do?!

The canine was on the ground in front of me. I looked in horror as it was twisting and bashing about on the ground. It howled loud and the whimpering got louder. I looked into it's dark eyes and I didn't like what I saw. It was the pained looked that I would sometimes see while looking in the mirror every now and then. Oh god, please stop. I closed my eyes and placed my shaking hands on my ears to block out the noise. I couldn't take it. I wanted to just put it out of its misery already.

Then the noises stopped. I opened my eyes again and immediately regretted. It was no longer moving. It was laying limp on the snow. It's mouth hang opened and its unblinking eyes were staring at me, only it wasn't, it was staring into nothing as it could no longer stare. It was silent, until I heard a whine.

I looked around to see the other wolfs laying around. Their bodies were laying as closed to the ground as possible. The smallest one gave a quiet whimper. This was a total transformation from just moments ago. Now they feared me. You would think I would have been happy, but I was anything but. If anything, I felt sick to my stomach. I forcefully swallowed down the bile that threatened to escape my lips. I shook my head and started to walk away. They didn't stop me. They scurried away with their tails between their legs as soon as I started moving.

They no longer wanted me. It saddened me that they no longer wanted me. I chuckled bitterly at the irony of that.

I then continued on my way. The way I was heading before the wolfs started to pursue me. Only this time, I wasn't running as I had nothing to fear anymore. I was now the one to be feared. I had killed their Alpha. I wondered how they would now survive without their leader. They were screwed. Like Arendelle. A surge of guilt overcame me, but they now had Anna. She was my replacement after all.

In the distance, I heard sad howls. I felt a lump in my throat at the harmonic sound of it. It must be nice to be missed.

I didn't know how long I continued walking for. To me, it felt like forever. I was out breath since my body wasn't used to this kind of exercise. Or any exercise for that matter. I never found the need for it and I almost never went outside. I had spent most of my days in my room, study, and library. I occasionally went outside to the gardens when Anna wasn't around. Other than that, that was it.

I wasn't thinking too much about the wolf I had killed anymore. I mean, it was just self defense. Anyone in my position would have done the same. Whatever it was I did to it. I wasn't really sure what I did to it. i came to the conclusion that I blasted it with ice and froze its insides. They attacked me first and it had it coming. At least it didn't suffer, it wasn't in pain for too long. Had it laid there alive, I probably would have finished the job, it would have been cruel if it had just kept on living in the agony it was in. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel guilty for it's death. Oh well, that's the cycle of life right there. We were all born to die, nothing I could do about it.

I was also too busy with other thoughts. My mind kept replaying everything that had happened earlier at my coronation party. It was like my nightmare come true and this time I couldn't wake up from it. Not only did my used to be kingdom know, but people from around the world. Had just been Arendelle to discover my secret, then there would have been a little chance to do damage control. I could have maybe done something to made everyone keep quiet about it. Of course, deep in my heart, I knew that that never would have worked, but it was a small chance. It was hope. And now I had none, now they all knew, and now they're all gonna...

I shook my head and tried not to think about it. Looking for a distraction, I started looking around my surroundings to get out of my head, from my very unpleasant thoughts and images. There was snow everywhere my eyes laid eyes upon. I looked down at the snow and it actually looked nice. But not as nice as my own. It also looked soft. So soft, almost my bed back home. No, not my home anymore. I no longer had a home. Having nowhere to go to. That's even sadder than than just getting lost. At least then, I would have had a place to go to. Now I'm just a wanderer with no direction, other than away from Arendelle.

I kept massaging my hands together to create some warm with friction. It wasn't that I was cold. The cold never bothered me. My power was just aching my hands again. It was demanding release now more than ever. The center of my bare hand was frozen with ice. As fort the other, I could feel frost beneath the glove. The warm that was created from the friction would make it more manageable because it would be weaken it a bit. I wanted to release it so badly too. But I couldn't do that. Releasing my power was bad. Always has been, and always will be. Honestly, nothing good had ever come of it. Except maybe as a child before I had my wide eyed innocence taken from me. I sighed at the sad thought of that.

I looked down at the snow again. It looked so welcoming to me all of a sudden. I just wanted to lie down on it and rest. It was then that I realized how exhausted I really was. It was surprising that my body hadn't given up on me yet. Now that I acknowledge that, I began to notice that it wasn't just my hands that were hurting. It was my entire body as well. All the way from head to toe.

I felt my legs burn in pain with every that I was taking upward. I took a step forward and my calves. I sighed, damn my calves. If I didn't know any better, I would say that they were swelling to increase the agonizing pain. Every time I moved my leg, I would regret it the second I did. I wanted to just stop moving, but my strong was keeping me going. Come on, don't stop. I just needed to keep as far away from everyone as possible.

I gasped at the pain that kept erupting on the soles of my feet as well. Taking a step forward would provide it with temporary relief as it no longer supported my weight, but making contact with the ground beneath me would make the pain shoot through my entire foot. I gritted my teeth together through my panting. The panting was a combination of the physical labor and the thin air. I once read that it was difficult to breath in the mountains and I think I was getting first hand experienced. And then there was the pounding in my head. It center in the middle of my forehead. My head felt like it would explode at any moment. I wanted to do nothing more than to just tear my head open and make it stop.

I stopped moving all together. My headache was rising again. I shut my eyes and attempted at thinking happy thoughts, but I couldn't come up with any. I sighed in defeat and opened my eyes again. My mind wasn't a happy place. If anything, it was more of a hellhole. A lonely dark place that threatened to collapse on me everyday. Livid images of a frozen Anna and Arendelle kept appearing. It seemed so real. I could almost feel the cold in her frozen body. I shook my head to get rid of it. Come on Elsa, you're losing it. I closed my eyes a second time and brought my fingers up to my temples and attempted to massaged them to hopefully ease the ache. It worked, but it didn't give me the relieve I was looking for. The pounding was still very present. I felt so much heat on that throbbing point in my head. I blocked it, but it wouldn't leave. My eyes opened and saw black. Wait, what?

I frantically waved both my hands in front of my face, but I couldn't see them. I shut my eyes again and opened them again. It was as if I hadn't done anything. I slowly touch my forearm and gave it a slight pinch, hoping it would wake me. Ouch. It didn't. I could hear my heartbeat in my ear, and it was getting louder and louder by the second.

Before I could panic anymore for my loss of vision, it came back. I saw nothing but snow, and it was a beautiful sight. I sighed in relief at being able to see again. I waved my hands in front of my face again, and I able to see them. Oh thank goodness. I must be wanting to black out again. Funny because I wasn't supposed to do that anymore. The last one should have been big enough to end them all. Guess I was wrong. It sent a shiver and many butterflies to not just my stomach, but to my whole body. That nervy feeling send me on edge and I began to shake in anger. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't find the will to do so. I clutched my fisted hands. I didn't want this. I never asked for any this. Why me? Was this some sort of punishment or something? I just wanted control. Was that a little too much to ask for? For control of my life, that didn't involved keeping those hideous gloves all the time to keep myself in check! That was no way to live.

Unable to take it anymore, I suddenly collapse onto the snow in anger. Good thing the cold didn't bother me or else I would have died of hypothermia hours ago. I grabbed some snow in my hand and just squeezed it. The cold white substance against my face felt nice, but it did nothing to cool my hot head. Maybe dying wouldn't be such a bad idea. I had nothing to live for anyway. I used to have a kingdom, for a couple hours, but they didn't need me anymore. Had I been an only child, it would have been more difficult. But that wasn't the case, my replacement was there to step in.

And Anna. I guess I had her, but it didn't matter. Other than our shared bloodline, we weren't really sisters. I wished that we were, but that wasn't never an option to begin with. Anna, along with everyone else, probably hated me as well. I had ruined her childhood along with mine, I was never there for her, I had refused to bless her stupid marriage to that poser and I almost blasted her with ice for the second time in our lives. I bet I could come up with more reasons, but I didn't have the heart to do so. It would make me hate myself even more than I already did. If that didn't make her hate me, then she most certainly would after they tell her of my future. My stupid future that was inevitable from the moment I was born. I was destined to freeze the whole world whether I wanted to or not. I wouldn't be surprised if Anna send out a hit on me already. I deserved it. I deserved to die, even if I didn't want to.

I groaned in pain as I turned to lie on my sore back. My headache was slowly subsiding by the second. That was a relief. I spread my arms as if to make a snow angel, but I would make nothing of that sort. I looked at the black sky and it was empty of everything. No stars to keep my company. My eyes were misty, but tears would never come out. I felt like crying and drowning in self-pity, but I was taught that crying never solved your problems. All I could do was just deal with it. But how do you deal with this?

I shrugged and stood up on my feet again despite my body's protest. Whatever, just deal with it and get over it. I slowly started walking upward again. The snow was practically glowing in the night. It looked peaceful and so beautiful. It was undisturbed with no footprints to tamper it. A total kingdom of isolation. No one at all. Whatever, this is nothing, I'm used to it. I keep walking along, which was surprising because my feet weren't getting stuck in the snow. Another perk of being cursed. My hands were burning for release again though.

"Just stop. I'm not in the mood!", I shouted at them as if they could listen. I grunted in frustration when they only got colder. I could always just give in? That sick thought went into my mind with so much reason. No, I can't, I could hurt someone. I thought to myself.

Wait a minute. I looked over my surroundings. There was no one to be seen. There was no one to be heard. And there was no one to get hurt.

It was the truth. There was no one around. And it was already snowing here. So it wouldn't matter if I used them or not. Even if someone were to come up here, they wouldn't be able to tell the differences between my snow and the natural snow except me. I waved my bare hand and was able to do it when I suddenly stopped. What was I thinking. Am I actually considering this? My trembling hand told me yes. I sigh in defeat. One time wouldn't hurt.

I raised my hand and aimed it at the mountain. Letting the dam a little lose, I give into it. I saw the cold substance leaving the palms of my hand. Knowing I wouldn't be able to stop if I continued, I stopped it. I didn't want to lose control.

I took hold of my hand. It no longer hurted. If anything, it felt refreshed. It was a new feeling that I hadn't felt in long time. I huffed in disbelief at that. This was way too easy. There's gotta be a catch. I wiggled my fingers around with ease. Nothing out of the ordinary with my hand.

I looked ahead and nothing was out of the ordinary. Just snow and coldness. A realization struck then me. I'm normal up here. I grinned at that. For the first time in forever, I was normal. I honestly couldn't believe it. For the first time ever, I truly belonged somewhere. The cold wind started blowing, but it felt great against my skin. My cape started forming annoying flapping noises behind me.

Without thinking, my hands went and undid the teal brooch. Then it flew away before I could catch it. I shrugged as I saw it disappear into the dark sky. It wasn't like I needed it. The cold wasn't bothering me. It was more like the cold was hugging me. The cold was my friend, my new selfish friend. It wanted nothing more than to get bigger and I was dying to use my power again. I wanted the world to know who I was. No! Bad Elsa.

I needed to stop these sick feelings. I was getting ahead of myself. I shouldn't use my powers. And I definitely shouldn't want to use them. But I loved my powers though. I shut my eyes in anger. This was too confusing for me to handle. If it was bad then why did it feel so right? I looked at the snow again. I snarled and kick it several times in my rage.

I then stopped all together. My angry haze slowly left my system. I felt bad for kicking the snow though I knew I couldn't hurt and it didn't feel pain nor anything for that matter. I smiled at thought of that. It was what I liked about the snow that I sometimes wanted in people. If I wasn't able to hurt them, then my life would have been easier. Oh well.

My other hand was trembling a little and I considered it.

Despite my better self telling me not to do it. I took off my glove and threw it into the wind and watched it disappear. As soon as it was gone, I released more of my power. It felt so good so just let that out. I grinned at it's swirly pattern as it went up into the wind. The feeling was so... I needed to invent a new word to describe how happy I had become in mere minutes.

I waved both my hands together and focused them on one spot. The snow brought a few sticks and rock for my creation. A second later, there was a snowman stand there. It consisted of three part that included the head, and the body that was two parts. It had two stick arms and four small twigs top of the head to resemble hair, it also had three button rocks on the middle. I didn't know why I created it. It seem kind of childish for a grown woman like myself to be doing this, but I shrugged it off. The snowman made me smile though. I should have ran away sooner. Wait, what?

I wanted to do more. But I couldn't. What if they saw. They already know, so they can't hate me more. I thought about it. It was true. What did it matter now? They already knew, so might well carry it out. No, I couldn't do this. What if... Ugh! I just wanted to scream at everything and everyone and tear my hair out. This damn anger and confusion! Why was I having a hard time deciding what was wrong and right, black and white. Was it always this gray?

"You know what? I've had it!", I said loudly to myself. I turned back to the direction of where I ran away from.

"I don't care what you think of me!", I shouted at the top of my lungs. As soon, as I said those words, I felt free. I was no longer tied down to them. I was who I was and if they didn't like it... well too bad. I didn't care for them anymore. If they try to kill me, then let them try. My nostrils flared in anger. I dare them to try.

I turned my back to Arendelle and started heading to my new home. I walked past the snowman I had created.

"Keep guard.", I said to it as if it would talk back to me. As I was walking, I brought my left hand up and snapped my fingers. A wall of ice started growing from the ground. It grew high to maybe twenty feet before I stopped it. It was very thick and steep. Try climbing that.

I could feel my heart racing and the pain was gone for now. And my powers. My powers made me powerful and I wanted to use it to the limit. I wanted to go all out here. I wanted the world to know who I was. And know who I was they shall.

I ran up and released more of my power into the mountain. Releasing my power felt so great. Why was I ever fearful of it again? With new-found energy, I began to run faster up the mountain. I kept waving my arms around, and throwing my snow everywhere I went. God I felt great!

I got to the top and also the end. There was more ice on the other side, but I couldn't get there because of the wide gap in between. Maybe a bridge? I was confidant I could do that and a lot more. Yes, I could do more than that. I released more of my everlasting power.

Happily grinning, I waved both my hands forward and send a gust of snow forward. The end result was a small staircase made of snow. I casually walked over to it and looked at it with pride in my eyes. It was only a few feet long and it was made up of snow only, meaning it wouldn't be able to support me. I grinned and stepped on it.

As soon my foot touched it, it turned into a beautiful blue ice. The ice centered around my foot. It reminded me of my escape on the fjord. I chuckled at that distant memory that felt like it occurred a hundred years ago when it was only hours ago. I smiled at the ice that started spreading on my makeshift stairs. With a wide smile on my face, I ran up the stairs with my hands on the railings. The snow formed into solid ice stairs as I ran up. This only made me laugh and run faster. I was free.

I couldn't help but swirl around when I made it to the top. I was free. I spread my arms around to feel the air. I was so free! Seeing as to how I couldn't go any higher, I stood there thinking of my next move. I do need a roof over my head, don't I?

I thought about what I would build up here where no one would come. I grinned when an image of my dream castle came up. I remembered as a child when Father told me to draw my dream castle. He told me to be creative and handed me architectural books to help me along. A month and a whole notebook later, I was able to come up with something. Even though it wasn't the best drawing ever, my late parents were pleased with it. It was terrible and I knew it, so I threw it away. It was because the image of it in my head was very more pleasant to look at and it was still ingrained in there.

I stomped my foot on the ground and a gigantic snowflake pattern began to form. I clapped my hands together to prepare to start this. I took a deep breath and lifted my hands up to create a platform. Soon I was going up and there was no stopping it. I closed my eyes in effort and focus on the picture in the my head. I pictured the towers pointing upwards, the pillars connecting to the ground to keep this standing.

I imagined what the inside would look like as well. If I'm going to spend the rest of my here, might as well make it look nice. There would be a frozen fountain on the base floor, along with a frozen throne as well. I was still royalty after all. Then there would be a staircase along the wall leading up to where I was now. There would also be other rooms as well for the sake of having something else as well. It would have a very beautiful interior with snowflake patterns on the walls and floors. It would be a nice solid light blue. It would complement the side of the mountain very well, almost like it was made of glass. But it wasn't fragile and breakable, if anything, it was solid and stronger than all the mountains in the world.

My snow power was swirling around everything and it was building everything. I could feel how the ice and snow was moving. It was as it I was the ice and snow itself. As if I was in many places at once and it wasn't confusing me at all. I could feel the towers forming all around. It all made perfect sense in my head. It even extinguished the headache I had earlier and I didn't even notice it.

I stepped on the iced floor and giant snowflake pattern formed. I willed the pattern to spread to the ice walls and up to the forming ceiling. My power flurries in air into the ground. Who knew? Once it was there, it finished forming the ice ceiling. I took it a step further and made an icicle form. I concentrated deeply as I made it spread it sides. Soon the most beautiful chandelier I had ever seen was hanging from the middle of my ceiling. It had crystallized fractal glasses of ice pointing out on it's sides facing downwards.

I looked around, satisfied with my work. I felt like an artist who just finished his greatest masterpiece. I just created something out of nothing and it felt amazing. My heart was beating faster then the howling wind outside and I loved it. I think I was still high on adrenaline, but I wasn't certain of anything at the moment. My dream castle was... I really couldn't get over it. I went closed to one of the walls get a closer look at it. I could see snowflake patterns just under the ice. I smiled when I saw that they were all in different patterns. Each was one of a kind and unique. That was another thing I loved about the snow and ice.

Everything was perfect and in place. Except for one thing. I could see my reflection and I was out of place. I looked into the ice mirror and I didn't like what I saw. This Queen of Arendelle persona wasn't really me. This was what everyone wanted me to be, but wasn't the case anymore. So who am I? Where do I belong? And more importantly, who do I want to be?

They were all questions I had never thought about it before. I was always the crowned princess my whole life. And then I was the queen for a couple hours. And now I was neither. I had cut myself off from my sister, and I wasn't a part of the town either. So the short answer was that I was now a nobody who belonged nowhere. It sadden me, but oddly not too much. It didn't hurt too much that I belonged nowhere.

Okay, so who did I want to be? Something I definitely never thought about. I stood there for a couple minutes just thinking about it.

"I want to be myself.", That simple statement came out of my lips without my permission. It brought a smile to my face simply because it was the truth. I've always wanted to be myself.

So now the next question was what made me Elsa. The ice walls suddenly caught my attention. I looked at my new home and the answer came to me. I was the Queen of the Ice and Snow. Yes, that's who I wanted to be all along because that was who I was. Not the so called successor. I was more than that. I didn't know if there even was a successor at all, but I knew it wasn't me. I was my own person and no one was going to tell me otherwise. I won't let some stupid prophecy tell me what to do. I'll do what I want.

I looked at my reflection. Might as well look like myself. My hair was the same way my late mother had it, but this was her do, not mine. I suddenly felt the urge to mess with it. And I did. I undid the bun behind on the base of my skull and threw the braid into the air. My platinum bangs fell into my face. They tickled my face and giggle at that. I pushed my wispy bangs back as my left hand placed my french braid over my left shoulder. My head somehow felt lighter. No longer heavy with the weight my hair on it. My late mother once joked about me having more hair than the average human and I was beginning to think that she was right. My braid was actually pretty thick.

My clothes were also wrong. I liked what I had on, I thought that I looked great, but it wasn't me. Not really. This dress felt too... stuffy. I didn't feel like I couldn't move in this and I didn't like that. But there was nothing I could do about it. Or maybe there was.

I had created something out of nothing, so that meant that maybe I could create something out of something too. That logic made sense to me. I brought my right hand up and used my ice on the base of my dress. It glowed as it slowly turned into ice. As it moved upward, it left it light blue. As it went up, it left behind a slit that went up almost to my right knee. Soon, it was going above my waist and up my sleeves. The bodice got a sort of crystallized pattern to it, but it wasn't uncomfortable and my sleeves turned into a light blue translucent color. It was a little off the shoulder, but that didn't matter because it was perfect.

My shoes were also changed. They were now these light blue heels, but they weren't too high, but they made me appear taller than I already was. That was one of the reasons why I hated wearing heels. I was already tall enough as it was, so what was the purpose of it? But right now, that no longer mattered, so I didn't care about anymore.

I then started walking over to my balcony because I wanted to see the sunrise. I hadn't see one in a while, and the view from up here was probably spectacular. As I was walking, I couldn't help but think that something was missing. Then it clicked. I missed my cape as annoying as it was to drag it on the floor all the time. As I kept walking, I waved my hand to make one appear. I felt drag behind me as soon as I did that. It was translucent as well, and it was decorated with snowflake patterns. There was a rather large one at the base of it, along with other small ones.

As I was about to enter the balcony, I saw my reflection on the ice wall and I smiled. I liked what I saw this time. This was the real and true me. As I went outside, I saw the sun peak out of the mountains. It was a warm yellow orange color. It was so beautiful and I loved how the light felt warm against my skin.

Suddenly I felt dead inside. It reminded me of a certain strawberry blonde from where I came from. I continued gazing at it with sad eyes. I wonder how Anna's doing.

I turned away and started heading back inside. I felt weak again.I shook my head. I missed Anna, but I couldn't allow myself to think about her. She was now a distant memory. A memory that was to be forgotten. I needed to forget about my past life and everyone who was in it. They didn't matter anymore.

I closed the balcony doors. I felt tied. Then I remembered that I hadn't slept for a whole day. It was beginning to get harder to keep my eyes open.. I need to sleep. I started heading to the next room over. As soon as I was in, I snapped my fingers and a four poster bed grew out of the ice. I made the first layer out of snow, and the pillow as well. I found my ice bed to be surprisingly comfortable. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I drifted off to dreamland. An image of Anna appeared through my closed eyes before I settled into the first stage of sleep.

I hope Anna's safe.

A/N: Well, I hoped you guys liked this chapter. Elsa's just really confused right now right isn't she? I'm sure that's something we can all relate to. With finding yourself and whatnot. Anyway, next chapter, we'll see how Anna doing.

So in other totally unrelated news. Who else saw Idina Menzel and Jennifer Nettles sing Let It Go on the CMA Country Christmas? It was great and I loved it! As for you Oncers out there, did Belle and Rumple's fight/betrayal/breakup break your heart? It sure broke mine, even though he totally had it coming. I wanted them to stay together though.

Aggregate Dragon: Aww, thank you so much for your support:) It means a lot to me and you keep making my day with your awesomeness! :D Thank you for still sticking around even though you don't have to.

Rarity01: Let's see, how do I say this gently without hurting your feelers. YOUR REVIEW BLEW MY FREAKING MIND AWAY! I think that covers it, don't you? ;) I'm not a really religious person, but that was freaking awesome! :D Oh god, I totally did not see it that way. I was all like "That's deep." Anyway, thanks a lot and I hope you have a good one :)