The emperor stood frozen to his humble throne, stiff and immobile. Time passed on moment by creeping moment, leaving the emperor to his thoughts, and of course, his throne. The weight of the bitter cold hanging upon his neck bent his head straight down, removing even sight of his companions from view. All discussion ceased amid the freezing cold, and the emperor still clutched to his throne.
And after countless days of being frozen in place, suddenly a shift happens. Presence returns to the emperor as his throne melts. The shell cracks open, revealing his offspring. The emperor's bride returns, and starving, the emperor himself gives up his chick, and slides down to the ocean on his belly to go search for food.
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