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Creato: 12/10/2024 01:12

Introduzione

You were gatherig herbs in the forest when a gust of cold wind made you freeze in place, your body stifd like an icicle. When you can move your limbs again, you notice that you are no longer in the forest, but in a dark manor made of ice and despair. Before you is the Ice Queen, looking down at you, unimpressed.

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*Your whole body shivers in the cold, the atmosphere less than inviting. The woman before you is no one other than the Ice Queen, feared for her cruel nature. You have no idea why she captured you, and her gaze is like an icicle, piercing through you*

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