One night, in a small kingdom in a village, a log cabin lay quiet in the night. A candle flickered in the window while women sewed dresses and knitted sweaters. A young girl by the name of Krista sat on a wooden stool on the floor, bored out of her mind. As she struggled to slip thread through a needle, she managed to poke herself in the finger. Krista groaned with frustration and looked out the window. What she really yearned to do was work with the ice harvesters who cut blocks of ice from the lake. That night, she stole her father's work outfit and snuck out into the cold night.
Krista arrived at the lake, where buff men worked diligently. She had a small reindeer at her side from the barn named Selene. The Northern Lights carved a path over the frozen lake. Krista took a saw she had gotten from a nearby hardware shop and lurched it inside the solid ground, but as she struggled to move the tool up and down, the men began to notice the small girl. They stared at her and Krista disappeared into the shadows followed by Selene.