A teenage girl with a long purple long sleeved gown ran up a mountain, not even loosing balance. Walked through a dark and deep forest alone until she reached the north mountain where snow was blowing hard.
How did it come to this? I thought I tried my best to keep it in. I wanted everyone to be safe. I stayed away from them. I tried to not let them see. To conceal it. People kept on telling me not to feel it, to not be afraid but how? I'm always afraid. I was a good girl. I stayed put. I was told to not let them know.
She looked at her hand with the glove still on. She held it with the other and saw the glove slowly freezing. She then looked behind her. Wondering if she should go back.
No!
They know already. Why should I even hide?
No wait.
Why should I go back? It's pointless. I was never of use there anyway. Not let them know? I'm sorry mom and dad. But now they know.
She smiled for herself and looked at her hand again. The glove was beginning to unfreeze itself. She then giggled, took off the glove and threw it up in the air and watched it get blown away by the strong wind. She then continued to walk up wards.
"I'm going to do this! I'm going to let it go!" she said gesturing her hands as sparkling snow came out of it. She then raised her hand up in the air and twirled it, making a cloud that lets out snowflakes. she then spread her hand to reveal her palm up the air and the cloud disappeared, leaving beautiful and sparkling snowflakes. Her attention then went to what sort of looked like a cliff that leads to another top. She gestured her hands in front of her as if throwing something and ice came out, leaving a small pack of beautifully made stairs that was not so far from the cliff. "I wont mind the. I don't care anymore." she said as she ripped off the bulky skirt of her dress, revealing her knees until all the way down. She then ran to where small pack of stairs was and placed on foot on the first step and as she did it turned to clean ice. "I'm free anyway." she said. She placed her hands on the rails and so it did turn to clean ice as well. She continued running upwards and more steps of clean ice was made.
She reached the top and quickly stomped her right foot on the ground, creating a huge snowflake printed on the ground. She then looked around examining the place. She then gestured her hands as if lifting something up. As she did, the floor rises which was made out of once again cleanly made ice. Then out of her powers she made pillars and walls, also a very beautiful ice made chandelier on the ceiling. She looked around and saw how everything was beautiful.
She then placed her hands on her hair, feeling the little tiara that was barely noticeable. She picked it up and looked at it. Useless. She thought with a grin and threw it away. She then untied her hair and let it hang free. She then focused on her torn dress. She grinned again and quickly changed it. She made it with her powers and the color was still same. It was still a dress that reached until her knees. It was only that she wore a long sleeved cloak which reached the ground with a hood. She was always curious about hoods and now she's got one.
In her new look she walked to the balcony where the sun rays shone on. She took a deep breath in and screamed "Let the storm rage on!" She then looked over the horizon. So this is how it feels like when you're free. She turned around and whispered to herself, "The cold never bothered me anyway." and the huge ice made door slammed behind her at her hand gesture.
For the first time in forever, Kido had never felt this relieved.