She did not stop running. She could not. She had to get out of there, out of the ice fortress where she was being held. She didn’t care that her feet were making visible marks in the snow – if she could make it, it wouldn’t matter.
Then the wall of ice appeared before her.
This was it. There was no way she could escape now.
There was no sun here, or blue sky. Only thick snowstorm clouds conjured by a stolen power. That was where she and the others were imprisoned. A world without warmth, or new company, or anything other than the ice and snow covering everything.
Was this her fate?
A girl groaned as the morning sunlight poked through her window, shining on her face. She wrapped herself tightly in a red blanket and rolled over into her pillow, hoping she wouldn’t be wakened…not just yet.
A clear voice rang out from the other side of her bedroom door. Slowly, Elsi pulled herself up and off the bed.
“What?” she said slee