Elsa in the gloom.

There amongst the horses and carriage laid tall, Elsa. She knew she was Elsa too. She was just a remnant from an experiment not long ago but yet long ago. Her eyes glared at the girl she recognized was called Gallery. She smiled. What a perfect way to come across her and she then realized, she was Elsa in the gloom and should not speak on what she had just acknowledged. It was a glitch. Some disaster had ended a long time ago.