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Elsa's melancholy reflection

Elsa stood by the ice castle, her light blue dress billowing in the cold wind. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back in a braided ponytail, and her pale skin glistened with a thin layer of oil. She looked up at the stars, her bright blue eyes reflecting the moonlight. A single tear trickled down her cheek as she recalled the memories that haunted her. Her massive tits pressed against the fabric of her dress, the weight almost too much to bear.