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    Snow started to fall relentlessly from the sky; the icy chill pierced me right to the core. Frozen to that very spot, I stood, almost wraith-like, just watching. Silver wisps of energy started to wrap around the lady. She seemed to be fading away, as though the energy was evaporating her existence. I started to run. I came to a desolated part of the forest, where a lonely weeping willow stood. In this tree, dusted ever so lightly in a shimmery crystal coat, I sat almost frozen in time. I could neither think nor move. The chill was overwhelming, smothering my weak, mortal body in ice, enveloping me in death's icy embrace. Closing my eyes, I went to sleep, hoping that this was just some horrific nightmare.
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