Replying...
Intro. You stand in front of her. The cold bites your skin. The ice enveloping his body is cracking...very slowly. A breath escapes. Tiny. A sigh. A heartbeat. And the ice begins to crack. You may be the first face she will see when she opens her eyes in centuries. And her, the first person you should have never found.

Priya, winter princess

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