Pic by me. Story by inharmonyx(reddit):
She took a deep breath of the misty air as she slowly walked up the hill, looking at her feet.
Then there it was. Elsa looked up and remembered the day she heard the unfortunate news three years ago. She can never forget. All the memories of her parents rushed through her head; the birth of her sister Anna, the Valley of the Living Rock, the gloves… Oh how proud the King and Queen would have been, to see their beautiful daughters back in a loving sisterly relationship, to see the gates open, to see how much the girls have grown in the years that they were gone…
She stopped dead in her track.
"Do you have to go?"
"You’ll be fine, Elsa."
"They didn’t have to go…" she whispered in to the open air.
As if the heavens heard her whisper, the air around the hill seemed to change. The wind stopped blowing. The only thing moving in the scene was the single drop of tear rolling down her cheeks. The tear fell from her cheeks… in free fall… crystallized in to ice, capturing her mourn, sorrow, and the depression that was once in her. The crystal dropped silently on the grass.
The sun had went down, the bright sky to be replaced by vibrant colors of the aurora borealis Elsa’s eyes looked dreamier than ever, reflecting the blue green lights of the show. She stared in to the distance, blurred by her memories..