I know most people tend to skip these things, I know I do most of the time, but if you're here reading this, I'd like to thank you, and a whole other mess of people as well.

Elsa Comes Out (Of the Castle) is part personal story and part therapy for me for things that I won't bother boring you with. Safe to say that I wrote this story, or really collection of stories, with the thought of trying to present a way that Elsa and Kristoff might find in each other something that could help better themselves.

Both of these people have, like all four main human characters in the movie, suffered through trauma and developed personalities to help protect themselves from that hurt again and in this, both Elsa and Kristoff are much alike. They would both prefer to keep people at a distance, one to keep that person safe, and the other, to keep from getting hurt. Both of them have the same mental blocks and issues but have found ways to deal with them on their own, and Kristoff would be more apt to understand Elsa's problems more so than anyone else in the movie.

That being said, I've also always tried to keep these stories in mind of how the characters themselves have been built up, and, honestly I cannot see Kristoff ever turning his back on Anna. In the end, He's given a choice but a spark of hope always remains.

If you enjoyed this you might like the other stories based through this the Elsa Comes Out Side Stories. It contains five additional stories that have no bearing at all on these, but might provide some extra fun for you.

Over the weeks that it took to write this, at several points I'm sure it's evident that things went off kilter. Initially Elsa Comes Out was going to be a simple three part story, maybe 10,000 words at most, that's all I'd ever actually planned for it, and all I really wanted. But a number of people liked it enough that I continued writing stories in the same timeframe, mostly without much thought to connecting them and it eventually became what you've just read, and hopefully, enjoyed.

While a great number of people commented and encouraged me in the work, two truly stood out and while I've thanked them many times it never seems like enough.

Arendeller and IyanSommerset are both not just fantastic writers but also wonderful people. At times they've both said that I, and this story, inspired them to write, and when they started I found myself on a constant trek, always chasing after them and their phenomenal ability at word craft and never quite reaching it.

In times when I was too agitated to continue typing, or even thinking about the story, the little voices of doubt, self-loathing, and self-consciousness were never far away, and fortunately, neither were these two people that I count myself blessed in having known, even if oh so briefly.

It brings to mind one of my favorite quotes, from another of my betters in this hobby of mine, Alan Moore's V for Vendetta. 'But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you. I love you. With all my heart, I love you.'

So again, thank you for reading.