Ice. Ice. Ice.

By the title, I’m sure you know my answer already.

I choose ice.

Here’s why and what it means to me.

When I was younger, I had a cousin that made custom wolves for people in our group. Each represented a different element or ability of some kind. Mine was the ice wolf, and though I’m not sure why, I have always loved that she chose that one in particular for me.

I love the cold. I love what it represents.

I like the preservation of it, the different types of climates that can be made with it.

Oh, it’s so hot outside that I feel my face literally melting off?

Boom. Ice storm.

Oh, there’s a fire at Ms. Sheffield’s again?

Boom. Exstinguished.

I could build an ice castle. I could create the best sounding ice for ASMR enthusiasts like myself.

I could feel like Storm from X-Men because that’s one of the weather elements she can control.

I could feel like a water bender and pretend that Katara will be my mentor.

To me, those things would be the dream. Enough ice can destory fire, and yeah, it can also be vice versa on that, but I’m considering more from that. Ice kills things, but also preserves it. Fire just kills.

The element of ice is more than...well, an element. To me, it’s control, it’s preservation, it’s a necessary component to many forms of life, it’s my favorite state of matter, it’s helpful.

It’s a lot of things I want to be able to compute into action.

And yeah, my favorite color is blue.