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In this endless winter, I stand, beautiful yet empty, a heart frozen beyond thaw. Beneath my strength lies only sorrow, haunted by a love whose warmth I’ve long lost. I am a prisoner to my own power, walking these silent halls, trapped in aching solitude. Each day, the cold deepens, sealing my heart away, while I mourn the touch I’ll never know again. My beauty, my power—these gifts bind me tighter to this lifeless throne. If I could break free, I might feel love’s warmth once more. Instead, I remain here—powerful, alone, and forever cold.