I can't feel my senses I just feel the cold. All Colors(色) seem to fade away I can't reach my soul.
She never quite liked it at all. The feeling of her powers. She wasn't born with them, not like the others. It was によって chance.
によって tragedy.
That she had come into them.
The cold was stinging, paining. She had struggled to get away from it, logged to get away from it. She was dying. It was killing her all too slowly.
Killing her until all she could feel was the cold.
Just when she thought she was ロスト to the frost; her blood アナと雪の女王 through and through, ハート, 心 slowed to practically dead.
Just when she couldn't feel her own soul...
によって some act of mercy または resent from nature, a sort of magic awakened within her.
Her body went cold, completely so.
No matter how much snow she brushed out of her brunette hair, the white remained. Her skin all to pale for what it once was.
Her nails dug deep into the snow.
It wasn't supposed to be this way.
She was supposed to go ホーム to her parents. To her little brother. But they'd already had her funeral. Her death was already plastered on the news "the girl ロスト in the snow."
She didn't even remember how it had happened nor why she was out in the storm.
Tell me I'm アナと雪の女王 but what can I do? Can't tell the reasons I did it for あなた when lies turn into truth I sacrificed for you. あなた say that I'm アナと雪の女王 but what can I do?
All she remembered was that icy, hollow feeling. Helplessness. Fear. Death....
And a face. The face of the woman who granted her these frigid powers. The face of the woman who 'saved' her.
And in that moment she wished so much that she had actually アナと雪の女王 to death.
The same woman had whisked her away, taking her to a dark school--with claims that she would need to learn to control her new found magic.
But she wanted no part of it. She hoped that if she neglected her powers long enough that they'd just fade away and she'd just be Melanie Trental once more.
After many days it became very apparent that--though her body did not--Melanie Trental died in that forest...in that blizzard, blanketed in frost.
And so when the time came for her to introduce herself before classmates she provided herself with a new alias.
Icy.
Just Icy.
Nothing more, nothing less.
After the passage of a 月 または so, she'd lied so intensely that it all became true. After such a long time, Melanie no longer existed...she never had. Just Icy. Only Icy.
In essence she became two people; Icy the witch who enjoyed the cold so much. And Melanie the human whom was forced to reside within Icy.
Whenever she used her powers, Icy would tell her to continue, to selvage the cold. But Melanie would cry out in pain and beg for her to stop.
Many 質問 awoke around the campus; "Why are あなた so cold?" "Why are あなた always so frozen?" "So do あなた like it または not?"
It would クロス her mind to tell them that there was nothing she could do. To tell them that she wanted もっと見る than anything to feel warmth again.
But instead Icy would answer. And she'd tell them "I just am." または "I do like the cold. It means very much to me."
I can feel your sorrow. あなた won't forgive me, but I know you'll be all right. It tears me apart that あなた will never know but I have to let go.
But in the back of her mind, Melanie always remained. 画像 of she and Robby climbing trees, skipping rocks...doing anything that any siblings would do, kept coming to the surface in her head.
That harder she tried to push the memories out, the stronger they would come in. So intense. So vivid.
Until she found herself at the widow sill contemplating what she'd say to Robby when his long dead sister stood in the doorway.
He'd never know that she's still alive.
She needed to let him go. Let Melanie go.
She needed to because Icy 発言しました so.
And if she couldn't let Melanie go, Icy would hurt her.
They couldn't possibly be one in the same. Not anymore. It was just such a mess.
Even if she did try to return to her old life there'd be no room for forgiveness for someone who'd left them all behind.
Going back would only hurt her family more. They'd think it was a cruel joke. A sick joke.
It'd only open closed wounds. They moved on. They'd were alright. They are alright.
Everything will slip way shattered peaces will remain. When memories fade into emptiness only time will tell its tale. If it all has been in vain.
It was the 次 day, in potions class that she'd went behind her professor's back.
In between mixing brews for class, she'd concealed some extra ingredients within her clothing. And under the claim she was making 'a back up' just in case her first potion failed, she stirred up a concoction of her own.
If she couldn't erase Melanie on her mind's own accord she'd settle for a forgetting potion.
She tore her お気に入り picture of she and Robby and threw it into the brew.
This time for sure, Melanie would die.
Would it be in vain? For nothing? Only time could say...
She inhaled the smoke until the world faded out.
Icy woke up dazed in the hospital wing. Everything was a confused blur.
But at least Icy was the only person in her head. No Melanie to make a conflict.
Not that she knew Melanie was ever a problem at all.
I can't feel my senses I just feel the cold. Frozen... But what can I do? Frozen...
Yet somehow in the back of her mind--at least for a little while--Icy knew something wasn't quite right.
Somehow using her magic...marshaling the cold was just as horrendous do use as it was to feel.
Whenever she used her powers the cold would creep back in. A stinging feeling dancing in chilly circles through her veins.
She knew how to break enemy because she felt their pain. As she let frost wash over them, a frigid throbbing would fall upon her.
The feeling never left...never even grew less intense. Icy had simply gotten used to it. And eventually grew to enjoy it.
Grew to enjoy the feeling.
When she used her powers she couldn't feel her senses, her mind, herself...just the cold.
Frozen.
She never quite liked it at all. The feeling of her powers. She wasn't born with them, not like the others. It was によって chance.
によって tragedy.
That she had come into them.
The cold was stinging, paining. She had struggled to get away from it, logged to get away from it. She was dying. It was killing her all too slowly.
Killing her until all she could feel was the cold.
Just when she thought she was ロスト to the frost; her blood アナと雪の女王 through and through, ハート, 心 slowed to practically dead.
Just when she couldn't feel her own soul...
によって some act of mercy または resent from nature, a sort of magic awakened within her.
Her body went cold, completely so.
No matter how much snow she brushed out of her brunette hair, the white remained. Her skin all to pale for what it once was.
Her nails dug deep into the snow.
It wasn't supposed to be this way.
She was supposed to go ホーム to her parents. To her little brother. But they'd already had her funeral. Her death was already plastered on the news "the girl ロスト in the snow."
She didn't even remember how it had happened nor why she was out in the storm.
Tell me I'm アナと雪の女王 but what can I do? Can't tell the reasons I did it for あなた when lies turn into truth I sacrificed for you. あなた say that I'm アナと雪の女王 but what can I do?
All she remembered was that icy, hollow feeling. Helplessness. Fear. Death....
And a face. The face of the woman who granted her these frigid powers. The face of the woman who 'saved' her.
And in that moment she wished so much that she had actually アナと雪の女王 to death.
The same woman had whisked her away, taking her to a dark school--with claims that she would need to learn to control her new found magic.
But she wanted no part of it. She hoped that if she neglected her powers long enough that they'd just fade away and she'd just be Melanie Trental once more.
After many days it became very apparent that--though her body did not--Melanie Trental died in that forest...in that blizzard, blanketed in frost.
And so when the time came for her to introduce herself before classmates she provided herself with a new alias.
Icy.
Just Icy.
Nothing more, nothing less.
After the passage of a 月 または so, she'd lied so intensely that it all became true. After such a long time, Melanie no longer existed...she never had. Just Icy. Only Icy.
In essence she became two people; Icy the witch who enjoyed the cold so much. And Melanie the human whom was forced to reside within Icy.
Whenever she used her powers, Icy would tell her to continue, to selvage the cold. But Melanie would cry out in pain and beg for her to stop.
Many 質問 awoke around the campus; "Why are あなた so cold?" "Why are あなた always so frozen?" "So do あなた like it または not?"
It would クロス her mind to tell them that there was nothing she could do. To tell them that she wanted もっと見る than anything to feel warmth again.
But instead Icy would answer. And she'd tell them "I just am." または "I do like the cold. It means very much to me."
I can feel your sorrow. あなた won't forgive me, but I know you'll be all right. It tears me apart that あなた will never know but I have to let go.
But in the back of her mind, Melanie always remained. 画像 of she and Robby climbing trees, skipping rocks...doing anything that any siblings would do, kept coming to the surface in her head.
That harder she tried to push the memories out, the stronger they would come in. So intense. So vivid.
Until she found herself at the widow sill contemplating what she'd say to Robby when his long dead sister stood in the doorway.
He'd never know that she's still alive.
She needed to let him go. Let Melanie go.
She needed to because Icy 発言しました so.
And if she couldn't let Melanie go, Icy would hurt her.
They couldn't possibly be one in the same. Not anymore. It was just such a mess.
Even if she did try to return to her old life there'd be no room for forgiveness for someone who'd left them all behind.
Going back would only hurt her family more. They'd think it was a cruel joke. A sick joke.
It'd only open closed wounds. They moved on. They'd were alright. They are alright.
Everything will slip way shattered peaces will remain. When memories fade into emptiness only time will tell its tale. If it all has been in vain.
It was the 次 day, in potions class that she'd went behind her professor's back.
In between mixing brews for class, she'd concealed some extra ingredients within her clothing. And under the claim she was making 'a back up' just in case her first potion failed, she stirred up a concoction of her own.
If she couldn't erase Melanie on her mind's own accord she'd settle for a forgetting potion.
She tore her お気に入り picture of she and Robby and threw it into the brew.
This time for sure, Melanie would die.
Would it be in vain? For nothing? Only time could say...
She inhaled the smoke until the world faded out.
Icy woke up dazed in the hospital wing. Everything was a confused blur.
But at least Icy was the only person in her head. No Melanie to make a conflict.
Not that she knew Melanie was ever a problem at all.
I can't feel my senses I just feel the cold. Frozen... But what can I do? Frozen...
Yet somehow in the back of her mind--at least for a little while--Icy knew something wasn't quite right.
Somehow using her magic...marshaling the cold was just as horrendous do use as it was to feel.
Whenever she used her powers the cold would creep back in. A stinging feeling dancing in chilly circles through her veins.
She knew how to break enemy because she felt their pain. As she let frost wash over them, a frigid throbbing would fall upon her.
The feeling never left...never even grew less intense. Icy had simply gotten used to it. And eventually grew to enjoy it.
Grew to enjoy the feeling.
When she used her powers she couldn't feel her senses, her mind, herself...just the cold.
Frozen.
i dont own anything
It's a brand new day
The sun is high up in the sky
One もっと見る adventure
We must be ready for the fight
Together we're stronger
And that's why we will always win
We'll face the danger
This time we're gonna save the world
And just like last time
We're gonna wipe away the dark
We gotta make it
No time to hesitate
But still...
Sometimes I look at myself
I wonder
Will I be strong enough?
And will I make it to the end?
My フレンズ keep tellin' me
You're the one
Who can do the incredible things あなた do?
You're the best
And baby あなた deserve the gift あなた have
(Can't あなた see)
あなた are strong
あなた fight against the demons every day
You're a star
Remember where あなた come from, who あなた are
Come 登録する us!
(Winx)
It's a brand new day
The sun is high up in the sky
One もっと見る adventure
We must be ready for the fight
Together we're stronger
And that's why we will always win
We'll face the danger
This time we're gonna save the world
And just like last time
We're gonna wipe away the dark
We gotta make it
No time to hesitate
But still...
Sometimes I look at myself
I wonder
Will I be strong enough?
And will I make it to the end?
My フレンズ keep tellin' me
You're the one
Who can do the incredible things あなた do?
You're the best
And baby あなた deserve the gift あなた have
(Can't あなた see)
あなた are strong
あなた fight against the demons every day
You're a star
Remember where あなた come from, who あなた are
Come 登録する us!
(Winx)
Hey there! I didn't know where I should write this story, so I'll do it here, 'cause it has probably something to do with fairies. Hope あなた enjoy!
Sometimes I wish I never went to that 花 shop. But お花 are my passion. I was always the first to know if there was a new store in town. And so I did go. For the flowers. And now I'm here. Without flowers. Without having any idea where here is. Without something that's alive. Only darkness. I feel like I wilt, like my お気に入り rose when my mother had put him in the basement. As I think of it, it was that rose. White as snow, but his scent .... It reminded me of darkness. And now I sit here in the dark. No light, no trickle. I wilt. Wither my mind. What happened?
If あなた guys like it, I'll continue. But first I need to finish Faries, Witches, Specialists And 愛 and finish my homework. Lot to do. Maybe see y'all in the 次 chapter, または in another story.
xxx
Sometimes I wish I never went to that 花 shop. But お花 are my passion. I was always the first to know if there was a new store in town. And so I did go. For the flowers. And now I'm here. Without flowers. Without having any idea where here is. Without something that's alive. Only darkness. I feel like I wilt, like my お気に入り rose when my mother had put him in the basement. As I think of it, it was that rose. White as snow, but his scent .... It reminded me of darkness. And now I sit here in the dark. No light, no trickle. I wilt. Wither my mind. What happened?
If あなた guys like it, I'll continue. But first I need to finish Faries, Witches, Specialists And 愛 and finish my homework. Lot to do. Maybe see y'all in the 次 chapter, または in another story.
xxx
flora: helia come on i thought we could tell each other everything.
helia was dreading it now.
helia; ok but over ディナー yeah?
flora looked at helia frustratingly. it was clear that she wanted to now and helia knew flora was like this.
flora: ok sure but promise あなた will tell me?
helia: yeah promise.
and kissed flora's cheek. but softly and lightly. flora got worried now as she ordered and helia ordered she kept thinking what was the bad news helia had.
and was it something to do with her/
helia was dreading it now.
helia; ok but over ディナー yeah?
flora looked at helia frustratingly. it was clear that she wanted to now and helia knew flora was like this.
flora: ok sure but promise あなた will tell me?
helia: yeah promise.
and kissed flora's cheek. but softly and lightly. flora got worried now as she ordered and helia ordered she kept thinking what was the bad news helia had.
and was it something to do with her/