she raged recklessly through the ranks

ONCE UPON A TIME in the middle of winter, a woman sat by the snow. "Oh," said the woman. She sighed heavily, looked at the blood before her, and was most unhappy. "If only I had a child as red as blood and as white as snow." And as she said that, she became quite contented, and felt sure that it was going to happen. ...then she had a child as white as snow and as red as blood, and when her husband saw it, he was so happy that he died.

she noticed neither breeze nor sound

NOW the poor child was all alone in the great forest, and so terrified that she looked at all the leaves on the trees, and did not know what to do. Then she began to run, and ran over sharp stones & through thorns, and the wild beasts ran past her, but did her no harm. she ran as long as her feet would go until it was almost evening, then she saw a little cottage and went into it to rest herself.

With these words she let go the reins.

AND NOW THE KING'S DAUGHTER searched endlessly for the maiden, whose stepfather chased away from her mother. she lay lifeless, all red drained from her pale pale face. only true love's kiss would awaken her.

warriors die with honor

independent & highly selective
SNOW WHITE.
est. 06.11.17 penned by chlena.
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wendy  ;  lostiisms

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                ❛  are you and the prince really in love?  ❜  words flew past her lips before she could think to stop them; upon realizing how abrupt the query was, an abashed blush rose in her cheeks.   ❛  sorry. that must have seemed terribly forward. i don’t mean to pry. but i read your story when i was little. since then, i’ve learned things aren’t like they are in the stories——  ❜ she paused, quiet. she’d certainly learned that lesson in perhaps the hardest way imaginable.     ❛ it’s just that i like TO HOPE that there’s some truth in it. at least in the happier parts. i like to hope that not everything is terrible.  ❜

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SHE  WAS  SO  YOUNG.  there  should  be  no  doubt  of  faith  in  children  so  young.   there  are  too  many  reservoirs  of  good  in  the  world.  but  when  you  are  encompassed  in  an  embrace  of   devilry,  it  is  difficult  to  hold  hands  with  faith.  snow’s  reality  is  that  of  good  triumphing,  but  at  times  ,  she  can  only  feel  exhaustion  from  constantly  fighting.  her  reality  was  not  that  of  only  love.  however,  belief  in  love  is  the  only  thing  she  needs.    ❛    well,  we  are  definitely  in  love.  but,  it’s  not  because  the  world  gave  it  to  us.  we  had  to  believe  that  we  could  give  it  to  us.  you  need  to  keep  believing.  keep  hoping.  ❜