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Espen walks slowly atop a snowy mountain top, his heels leaving footprints before being swept away by the strong wind.

The young king looks down to the ground, his face fallen as he feels the wind nip at his cheeks.

"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a footprint, to be seen."

He looks behind him, watching as flecks of snow dangle in the air before falling and melting into the ground.

"A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like, I'm the king.."

He listens as the wind brushes against his ears, his hands falling to his sides as he watches the night becomes darker and darker.

"The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside..couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I've tried.."

He closes his eyes, bringing his arms up to hug himself before continuing on his journey.

"Don't let them in, don't let them see, be the good guy you always have to be!"

Espen scolds himself, echoing the words his father always repeated, day in and day out.

"Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know.."

With a glance to his gloves hand, the king is quick to rip it off his fingers, smiling wide as he feels a weight being lifted off his shoulders.

"Well now they know!"

He brings both his arms up, a giddy smile on his face as he watches small flashes of his magic burst through his palms.

"Let it go! Let it go!"

Espen turns around, and with a flick of his wrist, he quickly creates a snowman, the same one his and his sister had built all those years ago, Olaf.

"Cant hold it back anymore! Let it go! Let it go!"

He releases more of his magic, watching in amazement as it flows down around him.

"Turn away and slam the door!"

He pushes his arms back, sighing as the small specks of snow fall around him, some landing into his hair.

"I don't care!"

He flings his arms out, causing his magic to push the snow gathering at the top of the mountain.

"What their going to say, let the storm rage on.."

He reaches up, and with a confident smirk, Espen unclips his cape, the fabric quickly falling off and blowing away in the wind.

"The cold never bothered me anyway!"

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The young man skips along the snow, a giddy smile on his face as he takes in his surrounding.

"It's funny how some distance, makes everything seem small.."

He turns around and walks backwards, eyes shining as he watches the mountains become smaller and smaller.

"And the fears that once controlled me..can't get to me at all!"

He skids to a stop as he comes to a giant gash in the mountain, and with a never ending smile, he brings his arms up, allowing his magic to take control.

"It's time to see what I can do!"

He thrusts them forward, a long, frosted over staircase appearing before his eyes.

"To test the limits and break through, no rights no wrongs, no rules for me.."

He takes a hesitant step forward, and gasps in awe as the frost immediately turns to ice beneath his feet.

"I'm free!"

Espen runs across the bridge, the structure turning to a beautiful ice bridge as he laughs in joy.

"Let it go! Let it go, I am one with the wind and sky!"

He continues his pursuit, the bridge ending on a curve as it forms into the mountain.

"Let it go! Let it go, you'll never see me cry!"

He makes it to the top, his dark green shirt unbuttoning at the top, leaving his collar exposed as he runs to the middle of the slope, before slamming his foot against the ground.

"Here I stand and here up stay!"

A giant snowflake forms against the ground as he stares at it in amazement. Biting his lip gently, Espen reaches his arms up.

"Let the storm rage on.."

As he raises his arms, a large structure begins to form, the entirety of it crystal clear as the walls begin to form.

Espen slams his arms down, watching as small flecks fly into the air.

"My power flurries through the air into the ground.."

He waves his arms against the giant snowflake in the floor, the structure turning a bright purple before he guides it through his walls and up to the ceiling.

"My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around!"

The ceiling comes together, a large, spiked chandelier forming and stretching to the ground.

"I once throughly crystal ice was like and icy blast.."

Espen finally reaches for his head, and rips the crown off his head, before staring at it with a fallen look.

"I'm never going back.."

He goes to remove his chain, but stops as he feels the smooth texture of the ring. Shaking his head, Espen leaves the necklace and tosses the crown to the side, not caring where it ended up.

"The past is in the past!!"

The king runs his hands through his hair, causing it to untangle and fall out of its bun. He laughs in joy as the tie comes loose and his hair falls to his ears, all messy and scruffy.

"Let it go, let it go!"

He runs his hands up his body, his attire quickly transforming into a blue and white suit.

The pants were a dark blue, tight around the things as his heels turned into crystal clear ones.

His shirt transformed into a blue corset, hugging his waist just right as the collar opened slightly to reveal part of his chest.

Next was an undershirt, light blue as it reached all the way until his wrists, the cuffs undone.

"And I'll rise like the break of dawn..!"

He walks forward, a stunning, clear blue cape forming behind him, sparkling with each step he took.

"Let it go! Let it go! That perfect man is gone!"

With an elegant stride, the newfound Espen makes his way to his balcony, his heels clicking against the floor with every step he took.

"Here I stand!"

He opens his arms, an enormous smirk on his face as his voice rings through the air.

"In the light of day!"

He makes it to his balcony, his arms spreading wide as the sun begins to rise, a soft, pink glow forming on Espen's cheeks.

"Let the storm rage on!!"

With a quirk of his brow, the King stares out into the open world, his heart beating wildly in his chest as a boyish smile forms on his face.

He turns around, his wrist flicking and causing the door to shut tightly, leaving him to marvel at his work.

"The cold never bothered me anyway.."

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