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Snow Queen, The

This story, which Hans Christian Andersen published in 1844 and which is retold here by me, follows the lives of a girl and a boy, Gerda and Kay, and tells how their happiness was first disrupted by the agency of an evil magic mirror, and then by Kay's capture by the Snow Queen. The loyalty of Gerda in her search for Kay is an example of love and fortitude in the face of great difficulty and despair:
A wicked magician constructed a mirror which distorted all things it reflected, making good evil. This mirror was carried from place to place, carried so high that it fragmented into millions of shards, and these fell to earth, each fragment, no matter how tiny, having the power to pervert and corrupt. A splinter in the heart, and the heart became as cold as ice.
Kay was playing with his friend Gerda when he received in the eye a splinter of the mirror, and also one in the heart. His character was utterly changed by this, and he became harsh and cruel. Then one day when he was playing in the frozen square, he decided to tie his sledge to the sledge of a stranger and be pulled along. But the strange sledge took Kay far out of the town, travelling faster and faster through the snow.
Finally the sledge stopped and the driver stood up to reveal herself as the Snow Queen, wearing a cap and coat entirely made from snow, and she was tall and slender and dazzlingly white. She sat him next to her under her bearskin, and he felt as if he were sinking into a drift of snow. She kissed him, and her kiss was as cold as ice and went straight to his heart. He thought he would die, but soon he lost all feeling of the cold and saw that the Snow Queen was the most beautiful woman he could ever imagine.
They flew into the sky, into a black stormcloud, over woods and lakes and sea and land; and beneath them the cold wind whistled, the wolves howled, the snow glittered, and the black crow flew cawing over the plain, while up above the moon shone, clear and tranquil.
Gerda set out in search of Kay, putting on her new red shoes and going down to the river.
'Is it true,' she said to the waves of the river, 'that you have taken Kay away from me? If you will only restore him to me, I will give you my new red shoes.' She stepped into a boat and tossed the shoes out into the water, and the waves received them, and Gerda floated away in the boat, the shoes floating behind her on the water. But the boat moved faster than the shoes, and soon the shoes were left far behind.
Gerda asked the flowers, the birds, the trees and the winds if they had seen Kay, and some thought they had, and some led her in false directions. She came to the palace of a prince and princess, who were kind to her, and fed her and dressed her in fine clothes of silk and velvet and sent her out on her search in a golden carriage. But robbers saw the gleaming carriage and they seized the horses, stabbed the coachman and the footmen to death, and dragged Gerda from the carriage.
The robber-woman was about to stab Gerda also, when her daughter jumped on her mother's back and bit her on the ear, saying she wished to have Gerda as a playmate. The robber-maiden drove Gerda in the golden carriage to the robbers' half-ruined castle where they had supper of soup from a cauldron and hare from a spit. They slept in the maiden's bed, surrounded by a hundred woodpigeons and a reindeer. The robber-maiden kept a dagger by her side. Gerda talked to the woodpigeons, asking them for news of Kay, but the robber-maiden said if she would not be quiet she would feel the dagger in her heart.
Kay, said the woodpigeons, could be found in Lapland, and so the robber-maiden, who could be kind as well as cruel, gave Gerda her reindeer for transport, gave her some food, and sent her on her way to follow the red and blue of the Northern Lights. The Wise-woman at Finmark whispered to the reindeer that Kay was with the Snow Queen, and that the only power that could save him from her spell was the power of Gerda's innocent love.
Gerda lost her boots and her gloves, and the reindeer brought her finally to the gate of the Snow Queen's palace, where she would find Kay, and the reindeer returned to the bush of red berries where he would wait for Gerda.
The walls of the palace were formed of the driven snow; there were over a hundred halls, the largest of them many miles wide, all illuminated by the Northern Lights; all vast, empty, icily cold and dazzlingly white. No sounds of mirth ever resounded through these dreary spaces. In the midst of the empty, interminable snow-saloon lay a frozen lake, and when the Snow Queen was at home she sat in the centre of this lake. Kay played among the sharp fragments of ice, putting together a puzzle, trying to form the word Eternity from pieces of ice. For the Snow Queen had promised him that if he could form the word Eternity from slivers of ice, she would give him the whole world, and a new pair of skates as well. But he could not do it.
The Snow Queen had left her palace to visit other countries, and Kay was alone playing with his Eternity puzzle. Gerda entered the hall, saw Kay and ran to him and flung her arms around him. He sat cold and motionless, while Gerda wept hot tears which fell on his face and then upon his heart. He wept, and the splinter of evil glass floated from his eye and fell with his tears. And they laughed, and suddenly they were able to form the letters of Eternity with the sharp fragments of ice.
And they ran through the ice palace and out into the snow, and ran until they found the reindeer who took them back to the Wise-woman. Then, travelling now with Kay, Gerda retraced her journey and came finally to the town where they had lived, and where they would live in joy and happiness forever after.
(Something that has always worried me about this story is whatever happened when the Snow Queen came back home to her palace and found that Kay had not only solved the puzzle of Eternity, but had cleared out with Gerda? She stands there in the cold, staring at the word Eternity written in ice, and then what? Weird.)

 
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from Red Shoes, a novel by Carmel Bird published February 1998 by Random House Australia. Aust RRP $17.95 . ISBN 0-09-183401-5.
Copyright © Carmel Bird 1998. All rights reserved.