fairy tale retelling
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Once upon a time, as it usually goes,
There was a young lady with skin white as snow.
Snow White, she was thus named, had a stepmother too
A way out of this obedience that is poverty:
The ball for all maidens, so the prince may choose his favorite
You cannot go, you are a servant
You are not
Once upon a time,
In a forest not far from here,
There lived a family of wolves,
Pack is the technical term,
Why was I cursed
For only trying to love a child?
She did not come from my womb
But how I longed
To hold her near my breast
In comfort
Listen, you traveler of lands long past,
of lakes and of sands and of skies blood-red.
Open your ears to my ready cry
“Turn back; Turn back,”
Because I was the youngest of my sisters, I always thought that I would be the last one to wed. Aquata and Andrina were already married. I'm sure my other sisters had suitors that I just didn't know about.
