Frozen [ Pan & majinmaster ]
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				Title: <strong>Frozen [ Pan &amp; majinmaster ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyThereLittleBear</strong> on <strong>07-03-2016, 17:34:49</strong>
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				Beautiful. Powerful. Dangerous. Cold.<br><br>Never before had she felt so powerful, but never before had she felt so completely and utterly free. The trolls had been right about her – she was a monster, and she didn’t deserve to live among the others, where she could cause so much pain and suffering by being nothing more than… Herself. It hung so heavy in her heart to hold the thing that had been such a huge part of herself in more, even more painful that she’d had to hide it from the one person she loved most of all. But everything had changed. Anna had someone to look after her now, and Elsa… Well, Elsa was free now to be the person she had always been.<br><br>It was such a relief to not have to hold everything in anymore, her eyes taking in the beauty that was her castle, with crystal walls and sparkling chandelier. It was so breathtaking in its own that she could hardly believe it had been made from the same hands that had been covered for so long, to hide the secret that she no longer had to fear. God, the freedom. It was so maddening to think that for all of these years she’d had such potential.. Potential that had never been tapped…<br><br>And for what? Fear? She’d always been so scared of hurting Anna again, so scared that she would kill the girl who had always been her closest friend, her dearest companion. But damn it, what was the point now? They were much older and it had been so many years since she’d actually connected with her that she didn’t know anything about her anymore… Who was she? Obviously, not the little girl that had been struck in the ballroom so many years ago, but still just as naïve as she had always been. So carefree…<br><br>If Anna had the chance to feel that why, why couldn’t she? All of her life she’d spent in hiding, carefully locking herself away and giving up her own happiness just so that she could protect, to guard against a possibility that Anna could get hurt from her powers again. That had to change. Here, in her castle, she was able to be free to explore who she wanted to be, what she wanted to do. She knew that she was expected to return, to be a normal person… But damn it, she didn’t want that.<br><br>More than anything else, she wanted what everyone else had – freedom. No more holding back, no more hiding. Elsa hadn’t noticed that she was pacing until now, her clenched hands releasing as she tried to calm herself. The swirling storm inside had died down so much that she could barely feel it, her creation a show of just how much she could do… But there was so much more in her that she was hiding away, her sheer power.<br><br>And for the first time in forever, there was nothing holding her back. Nothing to worry about. No closed doors, no knocking sister, nothing! The joy rushed back to her like a wave, her joy unabashed as she admired the ice, so strong and cold. It was like her… And all of this had been possible because she’d done one simple task that had seemed impossible – finally, she had managed to let it go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Frozen [ Pan &amp; majinmaster ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>majinmaster</strong> on <strong>07-03-2016, 17:53:17</strong>
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				Pitch crouched in his prison, the dark enclosing him. They'd done it, finally done it. The Guardians had taken his power from him, removed the fear the world held of the Boogeyman. He was as old as time, but now it seemed time was up. He could feel it, the bare tattered threads of his power. Close but out of reach, for now at least he hoped. Pitch thrived on the fear, to live without it would drive him mad. <br><br>How long he lay in this prison made for him by the Guardians he didn't know, it could ahve been thre turning of a season or the end of a decade. Time moved slowly in the dark, no way of marking its passage. But today something was different, something called to him. A fresh power...a child...a fear of harming those around her. An unusual fear for one so young. <br><br>That flash of fear was enough, that little spark, a fear of the unknown and there is nothing more unknown that the Boogeyman. Pitch latched on to it like a man dying of thirst being offered a drink. He pulled it to him, wrapping it in what little power remained to him. Moving carefully he focused on it. An image. A ballroom. Two children. One hurt the other...well the other screamed power. <br><br>Pitch could feel it radiating from her, yet the others seemed unaware. So much raw potential, so perfect for moulding...for growing..for using. Pitch latched onto that image, that fear, feeling a pulling sensation. "Yessss..." the word hissed past dry lips, aching limbs starting to stretch slowly as he let her power draw him in. <br><br>Pitch hit the ground hard, rolling to a stop, the ground throwing up a flurry of snow. Pushing himself to his feet the snow slid from his blackened form as he revelled at the sensation of freedom once more. "Oh yes. I shall make a kingdom of this place." The power he sensed shined like a beacon in his mind, no longer a spark held within a child, something had happened. The power had grown. <br><br>Pitch drew in a long breath, tasting the world about him, a smile curling his lips. "Oh what do we have here..." this world felt different, not like the one he knew. Above and beyond all though he sensed something he had longed for for a while. Fear. And lots of it. Something had happened, something which had given a large number of people the same fear. 
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