A Moncler Icelandic Fairytale by Annie Leibovitz

Once upon a time, in a timeless time and a placeless place, in galaxies far away, there were two very young twins, with hair lighter than the midnight sun and eyes of a clear sky-blue. The two twins, Lucky and Pyper, lived alone and they loved each other very much. Thus it was one crystal-clear winter’s morning, without planning a direction or a destination, they set off to explore unknown terrain. For weeks and weeks, although in all truth nobody really knew how many days, moments or years it took them, they crossed heroic, deserted lands. They were together, and they were happy. That was all that mattered. One fine day, without realising it, they entered the dark domain of the Ice Queen. The sovereign of the North fell in love with Lucky, with whom she felt an affinity because of his complexion, and the vague, feverish restlessness that possessed him. With her artfulness and enchanting charm, she took possession of his soul, enveloping him in a magical circle which suddenly managed to separate him from h