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Thin IceKristoff never understood why the men always told him harvesting ice was so dangerous. He thought they were just trying to scare him.
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He had to learn the hard way why it was so dangerous.
When he woke up that morning, he noticed that the weather was a lot colder. The day before, it had been sunny and so warm that he didn't need to wear his jacket.
Shivering, he put on his hat, jacket, gloves, and boots. Sven, who he had been using as a pillow, woke up when he heard Kristoff moving around. He jumped up and nudged Kristoff, hungry for breakfast.
“Just a minute, Sven,” said Kristoff, reaching into his bag and giving the young reindeer a carrot. “Share.” Sven bit off half of it, leaving the rest for Kristoff. Most of the time, it was all either of them got for breakfast.
Kristoff pushed the door to the stables open and led Sven out. The inn keeper had told him he was too young to stay in a room, but the night had been warm, so she had let him sleep in the stables wi