She was the terror of the mountains. She was the story mothers gave their children, to keep them inside at night. She was the stuff of nightmares.
Why do I keep saying 'was'?

She IS the ice queen.

No. I mean...
I AM THE ICE QUEEN.

Anyone who thinks otherwise may take a tumble off the cliff. The path is very slippery, you know. And there are so many accidents on these mountains.

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