queens, witches, and warriors → the snow queen
she was born with a shard of ice in her heart. the snow queen rules over a frozen wasteland, a blinding white desert, the only place her frozen heart could call home. the harsh winds scream through the great barren halls of her derelict fortress, long emptied of its splendid courtiers. she alone remains, unmoving, unmoved, her lips tinged blue and her skin turned to frost.