The rift in space grew wider, the fabric of the swirling void rippling violently.
The space was turbulent, chaotic with raw energy.
And then, from the swirling chaos, two figures emerged.
The woman moved with chilling grace.
Her bare feet touched the ground lightly, her head adorned with a magnificent headdress.
She wore a white robe carefully embroidered with delicate snowflake patterns that fluttered as she moved.
Though the robe was somewhat loose, it could not conceal her well-shaped form.
Her features were exquisitely sculpted, radiant yet cold, noble and majestic.
Her presence exuded an icy breath that froze the air itself.
With each step, frost crystallized beneath her feet, and snowflakes danced gently around her.
Beside her stood a young boy, barely fourteen.
His hair was as white as driven snow, his visage handsome and striking.
Rare blue eyes sparkled with an icy aura, a presence that repelled unwelcome intruders.
