Gladness - An Elsanna Ficlet

They glide, they twirl, they slip and slide all over the ice rink. And as they do, their smiles shine like the red-golden hue of sunset against pearl-white snow. Every time Anna falters, she does not fear. Elsa’s hand is in hers, squeezing tight. She feels its pressure on her palm, so soft and yet so firm. So purely, utterly full of love.



Elsa loves her more than anything, has always loved her more than anything. Anna sees that now, finally understands the years and years of loneliness and pain they both endured…

They have sacrificed so much for one another… More than anyone should have to sacrifice…

And yet, hand in hand, all that washes away. Children’s laughter rings out around them. Elsa’s laughter peals through Anna’s heart.

The summer sun shines overhead and they are glad, just as the common folk sweeping by them are. All are glad.