sophomore in college just trying to figure how to use this blog and living life (and attempting to bully myself into writing) ^^Questions?
It is a tale with many names—you may have heard it once or twice. They speak of Snow White and the dwarves that loved her well; they speak of Snow White and the huntsman who could not bear to kill her; they speak of Snow White and the Evil Queen, and expect you to nod along. Snow White, that paragon of virtue, that beautiful, beautiful girl, felled by an apple and saved by a man (and oh, isn’t than an old story).
Lore is kind, isn’t it—well, isn’t it? Is it better that our children smile at the end of the story, that their dreams are unmarred with the trail of blood that might be more honest, that they grow up around that which is gentle, instead of that which is true? They say history repeats itself, and there is certainly no arguing that; perhaps lore isn’t kind. Perhaps, in fact, it is dangerous.
Whatever the case, this is the tale of she who came to be called Snow White, and the tale of the woman who loved her. Be not fooled by the trappings history has provided: this is an assassination story.