❄— ;; Jack walked in the snow, unclad feet carrying him further and further towards an unknown destination. He approached a clearing, visible from where he walked amongst the thicket. The glade was iced with almost completely untouched snow, a few impurities from foot marks, and in the middle was a pale-haired girl wearing blue.
Due to an uncalculated move, Jack noisily stepped on a fallen branch. A flurry of wind and snow picked him up and carried him to a tree closer to the dell. From his vantage point he watched, wonder and excitement beneath crystalline hues.
Was that ice she was creating?
Just a wind. It was just the dotty blow of fresh air, nothing more, nothing less. The white rain and white thick covers of snow shall discourage anyone that would gain the guts to follow the snow queen. And they knew it, that a time alone is very needed for a human with non ordinary abilities. Well, a natural temperament of the person mattered a lot too. So as Elsa made sure there is no one, magical side definitely took over as could be seen on the countles snowflakes now dropping down from, basically nowhere, blue lightening seeming as it would be coming out of her hand was confusing, ——–and charming.
Snowman here and there, sources of happiness. They weren’t able to talk or move, not so over-thought lke the one called Olaf. But they were generally beautiful. Different than if they would be made only by hands. If this was really happing, the female surely believed in everything.
Everything.