Time. Measure it, count it, track its every movement, mark its every second. Elsa found that more often than not, she felt forgotten by it. What are memories; if not ghosts of our own making? Long ago Elsa learned how to let go, it may take a boy falling out of the sky to show her how to move on. Slow burn, mentions of pandemic, some violence and adult themes.
She isn't aware of a certain white-haired winter spirit as he later appears before her, in her moonlit frozen room. [ jelsa / one-shot / pre-Frozen 1 ]
Jack y Elsa murieron enamorados y en los brazos del otro, pero sus encarnaciones actuales no recuerdan y están haciendo todo lo posible para acabar con el otro. De repente, tienen estos flashbacks del otro siendo amorosamente sostenidos en los brazos del otro y están extremadamente molestos por este conocimiento.