Eldergrove came alive with the vibrant energy of the Ice Festival, turning cobblestone streets into a wonderland. Clara stood at the edge of the square, feeling the weight of her mother Elara’s legacy as a renowned sculptor. Despite the jubilant laughter around her, Clara felt an inner turmoil brewing, caught between the expectations set upon her and her own artistic aspirations. Finn, her energetic friend, tried to lift her spirits with playful banter, but the chatter in the air about Owen's mysterious disappearance only added to her unease. Clara longed to uncover the secrets lurking within the ice sculptures around her, whispering stories and truths, and perhaps in solving this mystery, she could carve her own identity in the shadow of her mother’s brilliance.