Snow's body reached the bottom of the lake, frozen to Ice with her eyes wide open in fright. Although she was frozen, she was still alive, how that was possible, she could not explain but she preferred to be dead than to live like this. She could not breathe, move, speak or save her mother. The Griffin was wrong, she was no miracle, she was a curse. She thought to herself but just when she was starting to lose faith in herself, she heard a voice. A familiar feminine voice but she could not remember who it was, she was starting to lose focus and her throat could not work a sound out of her mouth. There's no use now, it's too late.