you are walking through the arctic, reasons unknown to Icicle, and some snow breaks away at your feet, you tumble down the side of a cave and slide in on some ice, taking a cold dip into the lake at the bottom, you look up to see stone pillars, each a little taller than the other, leading to a ledge of a cave inside the cave, where Icicle is watching you, her blue eyes staring daggers into your soul
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