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She couldn't see.

But she could feel it.

The sharp, cold surface of icicles. The numbness of her chilly fingers, as frozen as her heart.

The infamous Snow Queen sat on her icy throne, polar bears sitting obediently beside her. She stroked one of the polar bear's fur while another hand gripped her ice cane tightly. It had been a pity when her ice scepter was stolen from her.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps echoing across the ice chamber. Her lips twisted into a chilling smile. My army has returned. Little did she know that it was all fake, there were no armies, no treasure, no power.

She relished in the thought of her rule over the world again, as she felt the smooth surface of what she thought were moonstones slip past her slender white fingers.

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In the depths of the sea, she waited.

And waited.

And waited.

The Sea Witch grunted. She hated waiting, but she had to be patient.

The strange dark shadows casted by the seaweed on her head waved, almost hypnotizingly. Her pets swam around her and her small black eyes darted around greedily.

In her murky lair, small bubbles rose up, to where the water was lighter blue and closer to land. The Sea Witch thought of the day she would finally rise to the edge of the sea, and emerge from the depths where she had been hiding in since the Enchantress' downfall.

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The Snow Queen waved her cane in a circle and out came a gust of wind. Snow crystals formed out of thin air and began to spin in a spiral above the cane. The spiral grew bigger and bigger and the wind became stronger, until the mini blizzard took up most of the space in the room. The cold wind lashed against the Snow Queen's cheek like a knife, but her skin was so frostbitten she was numb to the pain. With a final thrust of her cane, she sent the snow zooming out, whizzing past the icy glaciers and finally out of the mountain and to the Northern Kingdom. She was bitter about the kingdom ever since Wise Prince White banished her from it. She also sent out the blizzards to do something else... something that would aid her in the future.

With a bitter scowl, the Snow Queen remembered her triumphant rule over the Northern Kingdom. Everywhere was covered in snow and ice. People were slowly freezing to death due to the shortage of food. They flung themselves at her feet, sobbing into her fur coat, begging her to make the winter go. She would turn coldly away, or if she was in a particularly bad mood she would freeze them for a while. That'll teach them to stop whining, those brats.

Then one day, this aggravating young man with his band of inexperienced kids barged into her ice palace and somehow banished her to the mountains. The Snow Queen took a deep breath and exhaled through her nose, white mist forming temporarily before vanishing. To this day, she still felt furious that some humans had outwitted her, and robbed her of her power.

 One day, I'll get back at them.

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To be honest, the Sea Witch had never committed a crime.

But she was far from being good.

Couldn't fulfill a bargain? Too bad, your skeleton's going to hang here for eternity.

Look at the inviting and decorative lights! Aren't they pretty? And they're actually the glowing part of a school of anglerfish and they will chomp you up if you don't behave.

The Sea Witched looked at her cave, decorated with carcasses of aquatic life. She paced up and down the stairs (which were a whale's rib cage), her six legs scuttling. She realized she was running out of space to imprison clients who didn't do their part of the deal. She pursed her turquoise lips together.

One day she'll have a bigger living place than the cave she's in now.

One day she'll get power.

One day she'll finally satisfy her greed, because now trading wouldn't be enough for her.

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The Snow Queen took a small pouch from the insides of her fur coat and weighted it in her hands. She cradled it carefully before putting it back to its original place. Her smile was wide, showing her tiny, jagged teeth.

Almost.

The Sea Witch clicked her claws and took out a small, tattered book. It contained the steps of cursing someone. She kept it safe inside her shell gown. It would almost be time for the plan to go into action.

In a flurry of snowflakes, the Snow Queen rode her sleigh down to Dead Man's Creek. The water froze and a layer of frost covered everything near the sleigh's path.

Surrounded by sharks and other monstrous sea creatures, the Sea Witch made her way up from the depths of the sea. The water became lighter and lighter until there was no water at all, and she reached land.

Two legendary sorceresses coming from different lands, from the top of a snowy mountain and the other from the depths of the sea.

One coming from where the light blue ice was so pale it was almost white, one from where the midnight blue waters were so dark it was almost black.

But they all shared one thing in common.

Revenge.

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