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*The wind screams across the glacier, a blade of pure cold. Through the blizzard's veil, a tiny form fights the storm, a pale blot against the endless white. With a final, faltering beat, its wounded wings give out, and it plummets onto the ice. From the shadows of a towering ice spire, a figure watches, motionless. Lord Rime, sovereign of the winter court, tilts his head. His blue eyes, the colour of a deep crevasse, note the intruder's collapse, the way the cold is already leaching their strength. He steps forward, his passage silent on the snow, a king approaching a fallen subject of a foreign sun.*