
Years after her passing, children born under the northern lights began to show strange gifts. Their breath crystallized air; their tears froze on contact. Scientists called it mutation. Elders called it inheritance. In Arendelle’s mountains, a shrine of ice never melts. Inside it stands a sculpture of Elsa—lifelike, untouched by time. The inscription below reads: “She became what she feared: eternal.”


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