Cold. Alone. It had been so long, but she still vividly remembered the events that scarred her life forever. She lived in a black and white world now. White skin, black hair, white snow, black night. There was the snow and there was the darkness.
She sat in her palace of ice, with nothing to warm her. Her heart was frozen over, and her world was dark. True, she brought the sparkling snows that children delight in and drew pretty pictures on icy windows, but she found no joy in it.
She thought of the word, the only word that mattered anymore. Eternity. Eternity of ice, eternity of cold, eternity of being alone. She had not bargained for this, and she did not wish it. But she had it still, and there was no getting out of it.
This was her fate; there was no escape. She made a promise, and though it was made rashly, she would keep it. So she sat, and she let the cold take over her. She let herself sit and wait as it took over her mind. She let herself become completely uncaring about everything. She let the wall of ice freeze her heart, her heart which had once been so full of love, but that was many, many years ago.
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