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“The walls of the palace were of driving snow, and the windows of cutting winds. There were more than a hundred halls there, all lighted up by the powerful Aurora Borealis. The polar bears went on their hindlegs and showed off their steps. The northern‐lights shone with such precision that one could tell exactly when they were at their highest or lowest degree of brightness. In the middle was a frozen lake, where sat the Snow Queen when she was at home. No matter how deeply solitary she
