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I am on the balcony over looking the beautiful forest below me. That's right a forest. I have learned to control my powers. The trigger is my emotions. If I feel cold, distant, or emotionally dead inside, then I freeze the world around me. My grandmother is the reason these emotions are under control. My love for her these last few years has leveled my powers and given me control. Now I can't help but to think that my control is only temporary though. My grandmother is getting older and with age comes death. If she dies, I don't know if I will be able to control myself or if I will ever be able to control myself again.

Completely oblivious to the fact that my grandmother has wondered in, she sits beside me on the balcony. "What stir with in you child? You are beginning to grow cold."

"What will happen if you die? Without you I will have noone and the ice will come back." Rubbing my shoulders, I tried to keep from becoming sad.

"You will have to find love, Katrina(She called me Katrina to keep anyone from knowing who I truly was). You will have to find someone to love you before I die or learn to control your powers afterward. Those are your only two options." She smiled but I could tell she was telling me the cold, hard truth. "When I met your grandfather, he was a prince who wanted a beautiful girl for a wife. It didn't take long before he started to love me and we married. Unfortunately, my mother, who taught me my control methods, had died before my meeting your grandfather. The result was that I became a monster among all the people of the land. I didn't learn how to control my powers for years. When I did, I came back and it wasn't long until I met your grandfather."

"But you lost control again."

"Yes, when your grandfather died, but it didn't take me long to get them back under control. The people suffered though. Their crops were devistated and many families would have starved if I hadn't ordered that the people be fed everyday until the crops improved. Faith was built back up and I directed that faith toward your father, the only heir. As soon as he became king, he sent me away, but I don't care. He doesn't know what he is doing. We are more powerful than any of them and that is why they fear us. They will fear you when you return Katrina. They will run away at the sight of you, and your family will plead for your swift departure. You mustn't leave though. You have to find someone to love you."


"When I leave? I am not going anywhere."

"Yes, my darling, you are. You can't stay here. I am going to die, and it has just occured to me that you can't be here when I do. If you are here you will feel the emptiness. No, go to your father. Appeal to him and let him know it is time for him to take you back in." Her eyes are strict. "You have to leave."

Standing up I go over to my bed and proceed to grab the poor close I had stored beneath my bed. "I should go poor, shouldn't I."

"Yes, put on the brown cloak and though it will covered wear the black tattered dress. Clad your feet with sandles. The crocker sack that you have should hold the clothes befitting your station."

"I have everything here. I will leave in the morning."

"Yes, that is best, but you needn't worry about coming to say goodbye to me. I will be to deep with in my sleep to know you are gone."

"All right grandmother." She may be sweet but she is fiesty when it comes to her sleep.