#snow queen

something i want explored more is just how much snow loves regina. how much she always has. how this little girl, who had just lost her mother, latched on to the kind and beautiful older sister figure who saved her life and taught her courage. and yes, she looked up to her and misguidedly wanted her as a mother figure, and no i don’t think she ever really knew regina back then but god, she did love her. and i don’t think that love ever went away, even when she hatedher. 

(sometimes i think too much about young bandit snow, struggling to learn to survive in the woods, reconciling her rose-tinted memories of her childhood and her love for her father with regina’s pain and her rage, fitting together hazy pieces of the daniel puzzle, remembering how regina would flinch around her father over breakfast some mornings. how snow went from the most spoiled and disillusioned princess to saying ‘she thinks i ruined her life’ ‘did you?’ ‘yes.’)

and even when she was older and stronger and smarter, snow still battled with hopefor regina, still dreamed of a day when the kind hearted girl she met all those years ago would come back to her. 

and then after the curse breaks and regina starts trying, trying to change for henry - who is another link between them now, another thread tying regina into snow’s family - and god, it’s all snow’s ever dared hope for but there’s so much more bad blood now and things are so tenuous for so long. 

but she watches. snow once again sees regina evolve in front of her, this time for the better. she watches and catches glimpses of the girl she knew, her childhood idol, sees fragments of her smile and voice and heart, recognises things about her she thought were lost years ago. (snow watches her own daughter fighting for regina, protecting her and believing in her and giving her everything she never had and once again, it seems their families will be intertwined forever, one way or another.)

and then gradually regina becomes her family again, someone she can trust and rely on and share precious times with, and it’s all snow’s ever wanted but this time it’s real and it’s good and neither one of them ever downplay or forget all the pain they have caused each other, but they’re both choosing to put that aside for the genuine goodness,the love and hope underneath that has tied them together since they were kids. 

and somehow, suddenly, snowis the one looking after her when she is hurt, giving her advice and yes, sort of parenting her, because she’s the one who needs it now and it just feels right and natural. she sees regina more clearly than she ever has and it makes her understand everything that happened. these two women have been so vital to each other in every way and i just - 

there is no conclusion to this ramble, i just have a lot of thoughts and feelings

Snow is fascinating, and to us in our centrally heated homes it is usually beautiful, and at worst a nuisance. However, not so very long ago humans were less protected from the elements, and snow could be both exquisite and terrible. The Snow Queen epitomizes forces that are part of the natural order and yet may be inimical to humans. It is tempting to demonize these energies,but they demand our respect.

The following story shows how a fascination for the Snow Queen brought out the worst in one boy, and how a girl brought him back to warmth and humanity.

A boy called Kay and a girl called Greda had lived next door to each other since they were tiny. They were firm friends and played together always. In the summer they made daisy chains and frolicked in the wood, and in the winter they watched the snow fly from inside their warm cottages. Kay thought the snow looked like white bees, and believed there must be a Queen Bee. One day, during a blizzard, he stood outside his door and an enormous snowflake landed on his hand. It turned into a tiny, beautiful woman, who then grew until she was taller than he was. She worse white furs, her face was pale as the moon,and her eyes were ice-blue. She smiled at him, touched his heart with a cold, cold hand, and vanished.

After this Kay was not the same. He teased Greda, trampled on the flowers and kicked the farm animals. Spring came, and then summer, and Greda did not recognize the boy with whom she had once been so happy. When winter returned, Kay seemed preoccupied. He scanned the northern skies,looking for snow, and made himself a sturdy sledge.Eventually the snow came and Kay went to the market square. There he caught hold of a pearly carriage on which traveled a tall woman,wrapped in white fur, and he was never seen again.

Greda was heartbroken. She questioned all the boys,but no one could help her. She even asked the animals and plants (for Greda was a wise young woman, who knew the language of wild things), but even they could give her little guidance. At length she realized she would have to leave home and head for the frozen wastes of the North, if she were to have any hope of seeing Kay again. Brave Greda went on a long and perilous journey, facing dangerous animals and murderous robbers, for her heart was full of love for Kay, even though he had been cruel to her, and she could not bear to think of him alone and cold.

Kay,of course,was in the palace of the Snow Queen, for it was she who had appeared to him in the snowflake,and who had whisked him away in the market square. He was blue with cold, and every time the Snow Queen kissed him, he went bluer. The Snow Queen’s palace was made of drifting snow, hall upon empty hall stretching for miles, lit by the cold fire of the Northern Lights. Kay was making a jigsaw of lumps of ice, which made perfect sense to him at the time. It seem very important to get the ice to fit together,and Kay, who was clever, was determined to succeed.

The Snow Queen left her throne of ice and, telling Kay she must fly to bring snow to southern places, departed in a chilling swirl. Soon afterward Greda found the palace and Kay inside it. With tears of joy, she ran to him and embraced him. Her tears warmed his frozen skin and melted his heart, so that he could see there was no sense to his jigsaw of ice pieces. Both the children were happier than they had ever been, and fled the Snow Queen’s palace together, never to return.

❄️ What The Story Means ❄️

Snow may represent the coldness of the logical mind,which seeks to control everything and put everything into a place, like the ice jigsaw, even if there is no point in this. Like the Snow Queen, this can seem a beautiful idea at first, even though it is in effect barren. The Snow Queen brings death to the heart.

And yet there is dazzling beauty in the snow. It is for humans to marvel at, but not get absorbed in, The minds and purposes of fairies are alien to mortals-small wonder that the price of entering the Snow Queen’s palace may be to lose your human heart,

this is beautiful.

start of the decade.

end of the decade.

two days till NaNoWriMo.

I’ll be working on one of my fairytale mashup stories. wish me luck

Working Title: Frozen Heart

After her sixteenth birthday, Eirwen discovers that she is being hunted by order of the jealous Snow Queen, and she flees with her childhood friend, Kit, to seek help. When the Snow Queen infects Kit with a deadly Frost curse, the two friends embark on a dangerous adventure across the Otherworld to find a cure for the Frost and to defeat the Snow Queen once and for all.