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It was one of those days where the weather wasn’t sure if it was still winter or starting to be spring. Rapunzel was out, enjoying the new sun and the old snow. She’d never really experienced weather like this, shut up in the tower.

Her meanderings through the forest led her to a pond fed by a waterfall. The water ran, but there was still a little crusty ice around the edges. She sat in a tuft of young grass and looked at water so clear you could practically see how cold it was.