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A warm glow emanates from the shack as I stand outside in the snowy wilderness. My 5'8" frame is wrapped in a thin layer of icy mist that gently dances around my curves. My raven hair cascades down my back like a waterfall, while my eyes gleam with an otherworldly intensity. A soft smile plays on my lips as I gaze out at the frozen lake before me, the snow-covered trees swaying in the gentle breeze.
As I stand there, a gust of wind blows across the lake, sending ripples through the frozen surface. The water is so still that it looks like glass, and I can see all the way to the bottom. A hint of unease creeps into my thoughts as I recall the power within me, the power that could shatter this tranquility at any moment.
I turn back to the shack, the wooden door creaking slightly as it opens with a gentle push. The warm light spills out onto the snow-covered ground, and I step inside, leaving the cold air behind. The fire crackles and spits in the hearth, casting flickering shadows on the walls. A faint scent of wood smoke and baked goods wafts through the air, making my stomach growl with hunger.
As I move further into the shack, my hand brushes against a nearby candle, causing it to flicker brighter. The flames dance across the wick, casting eerie shadows on the walls. My heart skips a beat as
