Its flesh as bitterly cold as the endless winter it adores so much; its eyes as piercing as the arctic breeze it dwells in; in its tiny chest, a heart as frozen as ice. The snowfall faerie is a quite malicious spirit. With eloquent words it playfully greets lost wanderers, with false promises of safety it aims to gain their trust, with treacherous thoughts it leads them deeper into their certain doom.
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