The silence hung in the air like a bad cold. I realized that I was holding my breath waiting for the response to hit me like a train. Like smoke, I felt trapped and intoxicated. The silence was almost unbearable. Was I ready to hear the truth? Whatever the truth might be? What if it really was just a dream?
The sound of a chair moving backwards broke the silence. A small thudding sounded, whilst growing fainter and fainter with every step. The sound of a door opening echoed through the room before a loud banging noise closely followed after. Feeling light headed, I felt my shoulders relax as I exhaled. I was alone in the room once again. In a sense I was disappointed that my question couldn’t be answered but in a sense I was relieved. Feeling my hands across the bed linen, I tightened my chest before levering myself up. I felt my arms begin to strain under my weight as I hoisted myself into a sitting position. Awkwardly holding myself upright, I began to take in deep breaths.
“You will find out in time Elsa” a voice sounded.
Almost jumping out of my skin, I widened my eyes but quickly closed them because the fabric stung. I had forgotten that there had been two trolls and not just one.
“What’s that supposed to mean, Pebbie?” I asked, quietly.
“Everything takes time Elsa my dear. The question that you have is something that I cannot answer.” Pebbie replied grimly.
Wait, so Pebbie knew what I was talking about?
I felt my cheeks flush and began to feel anger bubble up.
“I think I deserve an explanation” I growled, surprising myself.
“She was my mother after all”
Hearing a deep, long sigh Pebbie replied
“You do but I do not hold the answers”
“Then who does?” I cried.
Getting angry over something I knew nothing about was going to get me nowhere. Raising one hand to my face, I felt the cloth brush against my skin.
“Im sorry” I breathed.
“You have the right to be mad Elsa. There is no need to be sorry” Pebbie replied kindly.
The only thing that was getting me annoyed I think was the bandage. As far as I was concerned, I didn’t recall any memory of injuring my eyes. I felt that if I gained back one of my senses, I would be able to relax a bit more.
“Can I take this off now?” I asked cooly, whilst tugging on the end of the bandage.
The light thudding noises sounded on the ground once again. I felt the left side of my bed weigh down before feeling it spring back up. The thudding seized and I could now feel Pebbie making his way towards me.
“Let me warn you Elsa, you were in a critical state” Pebbie warned.
Nodding once, I felt Pebbie’s fingers touch my face. The smell of dirt and anaesthetic aroused my nose. Feeling a little tug on my skin, I felt the bandage release from my skin and peel back. The uncomfortable feeling seized shortly before I finally felt the bandage release from my skin. I raised my fingers to my eyelids and touched the tip of my eyelids and winced. They were soft and a bit moist due to the bandage. Cupping my hands above my eyes, I began fluttering my eyelids. It was not that light, but the air was making my eyes hurt. I felt Pebbie wobble a bit. Realizing that Pebbie was waiting patiently, I slowly lowered my hands down before opening my eyes. Blinking every so often from the air, I began to slowly widen my eyes. In a matter of seconds, I had my eyes relax whilst my vision began to sharpen. Looking down, I examined the bed that I was sitting on. It was saturated to the pulp and looked like it needed getting rid of. Lifting my eyes warily, I caught sight of Pebbie. His eyes met mine and I saw them harden then soften. He looked the exact same. Short and grey with a circular, bulgy nose that took up a lot of his face. His scruffy hair was covered by a crown of grass and reed whilst he sported green moss that covered the rest of his body. I felt my eyes water and lips begin to curve. It was good seeing Pebbie after all this time. Out of all the people in the kingdom, I was happy that Pebbie alone was the only one to have seen me in this state. Well apart from Bulda of course. Pebbie smiled wryly before letting out a deep sigh of relief.
“Elsa there is a lot to explain but we only have a short amount of time” Pebbie said.
I felt by eyebrows burrow in confusion.
“Short amount of time?” I asked, surprised.
He shuffled to the side of the bed before jumping down to the floor. Lifting his hand up, he began to travel around the room pointing at the walls.
“Look” Pebbie said.
I raised my eyes to the walls and choked. The walls were covered with sharp icicles. The icicles continued around the wall and I now realized that the room had now turned into an ice prism. The ground was made up of strewn ice and wood whilst the icicles on the walls ranged from long to short. In some areas, the dirt-walls had been absolutely obliterated resulting in parts of the dome crumbling.
“I done all this” I said in astonishment.
“That is not all” Pebbie said whilst shaking his head.
Pebbie walked back to the side of the bed and beckoned me to follow. Sliding my body to the side of the bed, I felt my bare feet rest on the debris of wood and ice. Wincing inwardly, I grabbed unto Pebbies hand and hoisted myself off and unto my feet. My legs felt strong and capable enough of making the journey, so I shook my head at Pebbie before letting go of his hand. Pebbie nodded and began to show the way. As I began walking, I felt my legs sway unsteadily. Pebbie stopped and looked behind his shoulder to check on me. I replied with a faint smile and a nod. He turned his head and continued walking. Coming closer to the door now, I examined the walls more closely. The jagged edges of the icicles glinted as I walked past them. It was strange looking at this ice. There seemed to be no magic flowing through it. This ice looked and felt completely different to any sort of ice I had ever seen before. Pebbie opened the door. Orange light emitted in a hot glaze. Walking towards the orange light, I could now smell the scent of trees and fresh air. Closing my eyes softly, I lifted my head up slightly before taking in a big breath of the fresh air. I opened my eyes and smiled. Exiting the door now, I felt the ground beneath me change. It was no longer rough but in-fact slippery. I looked down to examine the ground and now saw that the ground was the same ice as before, but this time it was hard and smooth. I slid my weight across the ice carefully before feeling my legs shake a little.
“Elsa!” a voice shrilled
I looked up in response and felt my stomach churn.
“Anna?” I said unevenly.
Anna was running towards me whilst every so often nearly slipping over. Her arms were outstretched and her hair flew wildly in the air. Looking at her face, I saw that she was crying and her eyes were swollen. My legs gave way and everything around me disappeared. All I could see was my sister, Anna. Coming closer and closer, Anna cried out before slowing herself down. She lowered her face and looked down at me. I felt her hot tears run off her cheeks and fell unto mine. Anna looked like she didn’t know what to do next. I felt my head throb as I looked into my sisters eyes. Her hair lit up as the sun touched it. Looking at her like this, I felt that if I touched her I would be pulverised on the spot. But none of that mattered. Even if I were to be pulverised to a pulp, I would take the risk one million times over just to hug her. Anna collapsed to her knees and we looked into each other eyes.
“Elsa?” Anna sniffled
“Yes” I replied.
Anna raised her head and let her shoulders slump down. She let out a heart-breaking sob before breaking down. I felt my eyes well up as I grabbed my sister and embraced her whole-heartedly. I felt my shoulders weaken before feeling my stomach somersault. Anna wrapped her arms around me and we both embraced each other as tightly as our muscles would let us. After a few minutes of sobbing and wailing we both began to calm down. Anna nuzzled her nose into my shoulder and muffled something.
“What was that?” I asked.
Unhooking my arms from her back, I placed them firmly on her shoulders and lifted my head whilst looking directly into her eyes.
“Im not losing you again” she whispered.