Snow White

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Snow White

A cold mist had settled above the woods as the first frost of winter took its hold. It was whilst the shimmering light of the moon gazed upon the forest, when each leaf was taken and a layer of shimmer was rested upon its surface. Soon the ground was embellished with and sheen of glitter, nature’s ability to transform became magnificently apparent. A watchful eye was cast over the forest that night. Her long dangling curls glistened just as the ground, a dark robe upon her shoulders, a cruel and callous woman by the name of, “Lady Muriel”, stared intensely through the tower’s window. She thought of the day ahead, and with a sinister laugh she called on her servant for breakfast. One day she had hoped that a King or Prince would ask her hand in marriage and she would then live in the prosperity and wealth of he. That day had been and passed but now that Lady Muriel’s plan was being threatened by a hindering being and all she had longed for could now be lost, something had to be done. For the King had a daughter and not only was she beautiful, she was innocent, kind and generous. Skin as white snow, hair as black as the night and the darkest crimson lips. She was far fairer than Lady Muriel, and still had the most important place in her father’s heart.

  The sun arrived shortly after the nights frost, and Snow White rose to an orange sky. Today, a visitor was to be coming, a handsome and charming Prince. She bounded down the stairs and found herself in the garden, watching as the birds began to wake and sing, and as the last trickles of silver ran off the leaves. She gazed into the well and could see her life before her, a charming and handsome Prince on a golden white stallion, charging to her rescue and greeting her with a loving, adoring kiss. At the window above her stood Lady Muriel, who watched as the beautiful Princess gazed dreamily into her imaginary future. She briskly pulled in the drapes, and turned to her mirror. She stared quietly into her reflection before letting out a cruel laugh, plans had already been made for this day, she would ensure that the perfect little Princess would never gain her Prince Charming, if she did it would only ever be after her mortal death. "Who is the fairest in land?" she asked herself and in definite reply the mirror displayed Snow White, sitting daintily beside the well. Muriel rose to her feet in anger and hastily through the mirror to floor. "I am the fairest, I am!" She hurried to the window and stared at the Princess, it was time to relieve the King of the love of Snow White and to replace it with pure adoration for herself; Snow White would not live to see another sunrise from this day.

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Snow White, on account of the beautiful morning, gathered her handkerchief and a basket full of fruit and headed out into the forest to visit her Grandmother. In her absence, Lady Muriel eagerly waited for the Prince’s arrival, and it had not been three minutes since Snow White had left when the Prince arrived on his white stallion. Muriel’s beauty overcame the Prince at first sight; and he became more and more infatuated as he was led through the castle. She proceeded to seduce him, item-by-item she removed her clothing, the Prince remained motionless as she came closer towards him, ...

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