elsa looks wholly alarmed. her eyes are wide and her throat runs dry but she tries again, leaning her weight forward, brows furrowing in concentration. but nothing happens. not even a breath of cold. it feels like she's empty inside, like the well of magic within her, the source she has always pulled upon, has run dry, or disappeared. ]
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elsa looks wholly alarmed. her eyes are wide and her throat runs dry but she tries again, leaning her weight forward, brows furrowing in concentration. but nothing happens. not even a breath of cold. it feels like she's empty inside, like the well of magic within her, the source she has always pulled upon, has run dry, or disappeared. ]
I'm.. I don't know..
[ she swallows hard. ]
This has never happened before.