"My apologies, my name is…" He stalled. "My name is ah…" He started running his chin, reaching into the very back of his mind. "It's ah…" He started to sweat, despite the feeling of it being sub zero temperatures.

When you can't even remember your own name, what really matters? You have lost your label, the thing that sets you apart from everyone else in the world.

This is just a little story that I thought would be fun to do while I wait for my other chapters to be edited. This is loosely based off the character "Elsa" from the new Disney movie "Frozen". And a bunch of other characters I really like. Enjoy!