浮現在冰牆後的白女巫，依舊冷豔凌人。只要獻上我的血，就能把她釋放出來，她也願意助我一臂之力，實現我的心願，以作為交換的籌碼。但是值得嗎？
衣櫥裡的世界是虛幻的，衣櫥外的世界是真實的，不知白女巫的魔法，到了衣櫥外的世界是否能持續，是否能為我呼風喚雨，讓我左右逢源。我要的不只是土耳其軟糖，我也沒有國家需要收復，我要的是一顆心，一顆樸素但強壯的心，一顆沈默但瀟灑的心，一顆讓我魂牽夢縈的心。
白女巫或許會認為我是傻瓜吧，但是冷若冰霜的她，或許永遠不會懂，或許永遠只能孤獨地在冰封世界裡，獨裁統治她的王國，抑或只能寂寞地存在於某個空間中，等待她的忠實僕人帶來人類之血，予以釋放。
或許我也在等人來釋放我，或許吧。
White Witch, appearing behind the ice wall, still looked stunningly cold and beautiful. With my blood, I could set her free. In exchange, she offered to help me realize my wishes. But is it worthwhile?
It’s a fantasy world inside the wardrobe. Outside it’s reality. I don’t know if White Witch’s magic would remain magical outside of the wardrobe. Would it still be powerful? Would it make everything as I wish it to be? What I want, though, is not simply some Turkish Delights. I don’t have a kingdom to claim back, either. What I want is a heart, simple yet strong, silent yet dashingly gorgeous, a heart that I yearn in every dream and every wish.
Perhaps White Witch would think I am silly, but she, as cold as ice, would probably never understand. She would probably live forever in an ice-capped world all by her lonely self, ruling her kingdom in dictatorship. Or she would probably exist in a certain space all alone, waiting for her loyal servants to set her free with human blood.
Perhaps I am also waiting for someone to set me free. Perhaps.
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