A Just Imprisonment

Oh, that sense of justice. How deceitful it really is. How often have you justified your actions and deeds in the name of an imagined truth? Because it's the right thing to do? But you're forgetting one important detail. There is no such thing as justice. It is subjective and everyone is different. Just like "truth" itself. So this ice nymph is trapped under a block of ice. And only the skeletons of past righteous deeds are her neighbors. Will she be able to get out of this permafrost? Will she be able to realize that others also have their own truth? No one knows.