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With a sigh, he looks up to the skies with a sad smile as the castle around him falls apart. He knew that at his journey's end his dream would also falter, but he cared not. He accomplished his goal, to free this frozen world. As debris crumbled and great pillars tumbled, the lone adventurer calmly sits down. There is no point in trying to escape this fate as the castle was too vast, too intricate with it's passages and tunnels to escape alive. So he sits in his melancholy, victorious yet defeated, the pale moon shining brightly before he rests his eyes one final time. He drifts off into darkness, knowing that no dreams await him, but no nightmares either. His life ends with the palace, the moonlit night watching the unknown hero and his grave vanish with the frozen lands, revealing lush meadows and once bare forests thrumming with life once more. Abandoned villages and towns remember their occupants as they return asleep, never knowing their unfortunate curse existed or what it cost to be broken. History will not remember the dreamer or his trails, nor the corrupt palace and its vengeful king's wrath. Tomorrow, life will continue on. After all, that was the purpose of the dream. To answer the wish of a frozen world, to end the king's nightmare and free him from his hate.

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With a sigh, he looks up to the skies with a sad smile as the castle around him falls apart. He knew that at his journey's end his dream would also falter, but he cared not. He accomplished his goal, to free this frozen world. As debris crumbled and great pillars tumbled, the lone adventurer calmly sits down. There is no point in trying to escape this fate as the castle was too vast, too intricate with it's passages and tunnels to escape alive. So he sits in his melancholy, victorious yet defeated, the pale moon shining brightly before he rests his eyes one final time. He drifts off into darkness, knowing that no dreams await him, but no nightmares either. His life ends with the palace, the moonlit night watching the unknown hero and his grave vanish with the frozen lands, revealing lush meadows and once bare forests thrumming with life once more. Abandoned villages and towns remember their occupants as they return asleep, never knowing their unfortunate curse existed or what it cost to be broken. History will not remember the dreamer or his trails, nor the corrupt palace and its vengeful king's wrath. Tomorrow, life will continue on. After all, that was the purpose of the dream. To answer the wish of a frozen world, to end the king's nightmare and free him from his hate.