I rode through the icy blizzard on the back of my trusty snow leopard, Spot. My elegant snowy owl, Elsa, flying overhead. We were searching for the mystical frozen palace. It was said to be found in the coldest part of the Arctic. Suddenly, Elsa squawked loudly, to anyone else it would be nonsense but I understood. We'd reached our destination! The palace was majestic with perfect attention to detail. I walked into the palace, touching the icy walls. Drip! The palace began to melt around me. We jumped onto Elsa's back and flew off into the blizzard.
by Evie Smith (0)
Winthorpe Primary School, Nottinghamshire
Competition - Once Upon a Time
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