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May. 12th, 2014 at 9:24 AM
[Elsa bursts through a set of doors, not noticing that they're made of glass instead of ice. Nor does she notice that instead of her shimmering crystal gown, she's wearing a hideous orange outfit with pants. She is, quite literally, lost in song.]
Let the storm rage OOOOOOOOOOON!
[For that one long note, she looks blissfully happy.]
The cold never bothered me -- any...way...
[She's finally noticed that this isn't her palace, nor is it the North Mountain. Her eyes go wide with horror and she stumbles back.]
Let the storm rage OOOOOOOOOOON!
[For that one long note, she looks blissfully happy.]
The cold never bothered me -- any...way...
[She's finally noticed that this isn't her palace, nor is it the North Mountain. Her eyes go wide with horror and she stumbles back.]