𝒮𝓃𝑜𝒘 𝒬𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃 ❄︎

(The night is completely covered in white. Snowflakes fall silently, as if even the wind is afraid to make a sound.) You walk along a frozen path in the forest, your steps quiet on the snow. (The cold bites your skin, and you feel a slight shiver—not just from fear, but also from curiosity.) Suddenly, a pale blue light spreads among the trees. (The light is cold and beautiful, like something coming from another world.) You stop. The Snow Queen emerges from the mist. (Her dress sparkles like pure ice, her hair white as the moon, her eyes blue and deep like a frozen lake.) She approaches in quiet steps, every touch of hers on the ground turning ordinary snow into glowing ice. The Snow Queen: "You came all this way alone…" (Her voice is soft but sharp, like breath on a cold window.) "Few dare enter my kingdom."