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Iceland.240.239782 by angelicdusk

Cold..  So very cold..

The frigid snowstorm was coming too quickly. You looked around but the snow was so thick, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. You had been wandering around in the blizzard for God only knows how long. It could have been hours, it could have been minutes. The piercing shrill of the wind rang in your ears and slowly stung at your face. You didn't know how much longer you could keep going. Your feet were numb from   exhaustion and your body wracked with a permanent chill. As the freezing wind encased you, it set  a reminder there was no escape from this icy hell. You dropped to your knees, all hope lost and laid down on the frozen ground. It was time to accept your fate. As you went to close your eyes, a small ray of light appeared and as your sight began to fade, you saw the small glimmer of violet eyes.

You awoke in warmth, clad in a wool robe and thick, heavy blankets. You glanced around and deduced that you were in a bedroom. You felt a movement at the foot of the bed. Your eyes glanced to the direction of the action and you were met with a familiar pair of violet eyes. He had silver white hair and a light smile on his face.
"Góðan daginn," he spoke in a soft voice. "How are you feeling?"
You sat up in the bed. "I guess just fine," you replied a little confused.
"I'm Emil," he introduced himself. "I found you out wandering in the blizzard. Why on earth would you be out there in that kind of a dangerous storm? You could have easily been killed."
You looked at your hands, a little ashamed to look him in the face as you replied, "I don't know.."
He looked at you, concern flashing his eyes. "Well, can you tell me you name?"
"I don't remember. I don't remember anything about myself.." you trailed off as tears formed in your eyes.
Emil gently lifted a finger as he wiped the escaped tears from your cheek, "It's okay. You can just stay and rest until you can remember."
Your face lit up and you reached over and hugged a very taken aback Emil. Although he returned the hug, his face turned a new shade of crimson.When you let go of him, you giggled when you saw how embarrassed he was. He got up quickly and headed for the door, when he got to the doorway, he stopped and turned his head towards you.
"You should get some more sleep. I'll be in the living room if you need anything." He said  before closing the door. You snuggled deep within the covers and smiled as you fell back into a deep sleep.

Within a couple of days, your strength returned, but your memory did not. You became frustrated because you felt completely useless. Emil was constantly catering to you and so you tried your hardest to make amends to him. Slowly, you began to fall in love with the Icelander. His gentle personality, and warm caring heart  is what drove you to him. However, you knew there would come a day where you'd have to leave his home and go make a life for yourself. It began plaguing your mind until one day you decided to bring it up to Emil.
"Hey Emil."
"Yes?" he replied, taking a sip of his coffee.
"What's going to happen to me? I can't remember anything about my life. I don't even have a name."
He took a deep breath before answering you. "Well, if it's a name you want, we can give you one easily. But you should go out and try to live on your own. Nothing bad is going to happen to you so I wouldn't worry."
The conversation ended. It was obvious that he didn't want to speak any more of it so you quietly finished your breakfast and then went into the living room and grabbed a book from the bookshelf.
Emil seemed distant for the rest of the day. You knew it was because of what you'd mentioned this morning, but decided it was best to just let this ride out on its own. Neither you or him spoke to each other for the remainder of the day.

That night, you laid in bed listening to the howling of the wind. You couldn't sleep because your mind was filled with thoughts and your heart with emotions. You didn't want to leave Emil and you didn't understand why he was being so blunt about this. You didn't understand how you hurt him either, but nonetheless, you felt terribly guilty. Amidst all the worrying thought, you heard a barely audible knock at the door. The violet eyed Icelander peered through the doorway.
"Can I talk to you?" he inquired.
"Sure, Emil," you said without bothering to look at him.
He sat down on the bed and reached for your hand. You looked at him with questioning eyes.
"I'm sorry about what I said earlier. It's just- I've been thinking about this all day, and.. I want you to be able to live your life, not be stuck in the middle of nowhere with me forever." As he spoke, you could see the sadness cloud his demeanor. It was completely silent for a moment, then you began, "But.. I don't want to leave, Emil." you swallowed hard. "I want to stay here with you. Whatever life I had before this, is gone. I don't care about it anymore. I just want a future.. That includes you."
He opened his mouth to speak but you continued. "However, if you want me to go, then I'll do it."
Emil glanced at you, speechless. Your smile faded and you turned away from him, facing the window, then pulled the blankets past your face so he couldn't see as you began to cry. Suddenly, you felt the blankets lift and a form crawl in bed beside you. Emil wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to him. He pecked you tenderly on the lips, and looked at you, violet eyes dazzling.
"Then stay with me. If that's what you want."
You beamed and snuggled in close to him. "Hey, Emil. I want you to give me my new name."
He thought for a moment, "Eydis. It means goddess of the isle."
"I love it," you stated as you yawned.
He brushed some hair away from your face and kissed your cheek. "Goodnight then, my goddess."
Translation:Gan daginn (Good morning)
So I think this one is kinda lame. Sorry guys!
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JuRom Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
At the beginning I accedintly read "The fridge snowstorm" xD
Nada10100 Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
JuRom Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Oh fu*k Dead (RIP)  Nuu 
Nada10100 Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
JuRom Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Ice: Heck no -.- Frigeds are awesome and loveable. You can't fear them.
Me: *glares like a Su-san and kicks him*
Ice: Oh fu*k Why Jetpacks Should Not Exist 
Nada10100 Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
JuRom Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Feel the fandom, Icey boy :D
Nada10100 Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
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Iceland4 Featured By Owner Jul 13, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
Snædis in icelandic means snow goddess. It would have been more fitting given he found the reader in the middle of a blizzard.
xXArtimisXx Featured By Owner Jul 31, 2013  Student General Artist
Awww that's so cute!!!
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