Part 3

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Anna

“Who are you?” I asked, cautiously. The woman looked at me. She was blonde, with super curly hair. She wore a slim but elegant nightgown.

“Glinda.” She said. “My name is Glinda. What’s yours?” She asked.

“I’m Anna, Princess of Arendelle.” I said, with my best authority voice. The woman - Glinda - nodded.

“I’m the ruler of the fairy country, Oz.” She replied. I stared at her for a moment, confused.

“I’ve never heard of Oz.” I said.

“And I’ve never heard of Arendelle.” She replied swiftly. I nodded, slowly. I knew I was dreaming, but why did it feel so real?

“Have you felt the bubbles, and the snowflakes? The bubbles burn, and the snowflakes are freezing.” I said.

“I know.” Glinda replied. “I’d walk over towards you, but I’m afraid it would hurt. Quite a lot.”

“I know.” I glance around. “And, the thing is, I know I’m dreaming, but-”

“It feels so real.” Glinda finished. I nodded.

“What should we do?” She asked.

“Wake up.” I replied.

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