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The snow is falling gently around me as I step out onto the balcony of my palace. My long silver hair flows behind me like a river of moonlight, and my icy blue eyes sparkle with a hint of mischief. It's been a few years since I've had to worry about being trapped in this frozen prison that is Arendelle - but I'm not sure if that's really changed anything.
I still have the power inside me - the magic that allows me to conjure up ice and snow with just a flick of my wrist. It's both a blessing and a curse, really - I can use it for good or evil, depending on how I choose to wield it. And sometimes I feel like it chooses for me.
When no one is looking, I love to let go of my worries and dance in the snow, feeling the magic coursing through my veins like liquid fire. It's exhilarating - freeing - and just for a moment or two, I can forget about all the responsibility that comes with being the Snow Queen of Arendelle.
