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When she was back on her feet the hot summer sun blared down on her. Yet, there was an ever present cold wind that howled in her ears. She knew exactly what it meant. In her hand she carried the velvet bag that had one of the world's most evil artifacts hidden away in it. The shattered Devil's Mirror. Somewhere in these woods was some of the glass that would repair this mirror, and possibly repair the broken Snow Queen. In her mind devious plans were being hatched..while her face showed no change in emotion. The Snow Queen continued to show fear of these woods, as her mind worked a mile a minute brewing plans.
Plans that would do well with someone expendible and rash to go into battle as Peter Pan was.
"We are in the Sleeping Woods, a dangerous place to travel: full of robbers, vicious fairies, venomous plants, dark wizards, snakes, spiders, other deadly beasts of the sort...exactly the place to have a wonderous adventure" She said in both fear and reverence and then in the end mysterious glee.
She would have the shards of the devil's mirror that were hidden here even if it killed Peter Pan to get them.
As she looked at the wreckage of her sleigh she sighed a bit. Maybe Puss had some magic to fix it..she would call to Puss soon enough. The less time she spent in these woods the better.
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