(Elle Fanning) Hello, my name's Ebony. I'm 16 and the immortal daughter of Jack Frost. I was recently taken here when I heard the sound of Pan's flute one night in the Enchanted Forest when I was searching for my father, who had been taken by Pitch
Hanyah She's in my nightmares, a silent angle that stares at me while i shiver. Golden hair to the wind, pale lips half parting. Her eyes are paralyzing, minutes pass before they shift. Eyebrows raised in surprise at a sound only she hears.