╔════ ❄️ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 ❄️ ════╗

𝒪𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒹𝑜𝓂 𝓈𝒶𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒.
𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝒾𝓉 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓉.

Time shattered the night the magic turned -
a curse woven of grief, betrayal, and blood.
The bells still ring. The torches still burn.
Yet no one moves. No one ages. No one escapes.

Beyond the obsidian walls, the snow listens.

They say those who dare cross the gates are never mourned.
The creatures of the night - 
❄️ the frostbound wraiths
❄️ the ice-drunk beasts
❄️ the things with too many eyes and not enough mercy

- claim them as tribute.

Footprints vanish. Screams freeze mid-echo.
By dawn, there is only silence... and red beneath the snow.

Inside the kingdom, the people remain - suspended prayers, hearts beating just enough to remember what was lost.

This is not a land of heroes.
This is a grave dressed as a crown.

𝓔𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓀.
𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔.

╚════ ❄️ 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒛𝒆𝒏 𝑰𝒏 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 ❄️ ════╝