Mirror Mirror

The beginning

Once opon a time. That's how all fairy tales start, isn't it. Good vs. evil. Rotten vs. pure. You all know now how they all play out. And every single one of them ending with a happily ever after.

Just not for me. I don't wish for pity or remorse. I know what I did. I dont regret a thing. I would do it all again.

But how is it that I can't have the one thing I truly wanted. I didn't care for a happily ever after. I just wanted what was mine.

A tale the Of Snow White shall forever be known to the world. The pure hearted. The savior. The rightful heir to the throne. Risen from the dead by true loves kiss. The fairest of them all.

While I shall forever be known as the Evil Queen. A tyrant. A woman so vain I would kill my stepdaughter for her beauty. The witch who poisoned the apple. My legacy is set in stone.

But I wasn't always known by those names. I was once called fairest of them all. Long ago, I was called many different names. Long ago before this fairytale's once upon a time. Long ago, they knew me by my one true name.

From the moment I met her, I knew she fell into the category of good. She was good itself. Snow White was innocent. Not a single hair ever touched by pain or sorrow. She had everything she could have ever wanted. Yet she wanted the one thing she could never have from me. Love from a mother. It was a role I tried to fill in, but it was useless. I had no more love left in my heart for her. She was never able to receive such affection from me.

I tried to go against everything I was for her. I tried to in the beginning. I really did. I tried to be good. But it wasn't enough for something so pure. My affection had its limits. It did not matter in the end. That child was loved by the whole kingdom. Everyone was wrapped around her little pale finger. It did not matter that she lacked from my affections, for she had the love of the entire kingdom.

Many others are not as fortunate to be born with such luck. Born to the other side of the scale of good and evil. While others have been born normal. Many have had the only ones they've ever loved taken from them. To have had the very people that were supposed to protect them from harm be the very cause of it. Many dont even realize the true monsters that hold their hand untill its too late. When they realize the fangs behind a kind smile, they can't do a single thing about it. No matter how hard they try and no matter what they lose along the way.

Snow's father. He was a performer. A man truly loved deeply by his subjects. Subjects were so entranced by his show. To blind to see the strings attached. A thing never truly loved by me. How could I bring myself to love such a thing. But oh, how they loved him. Well, not truly him, just the mask he created. The one he wore so perfectly. But only I knew about the horrors and destructions behind its mask. He hid them well. I'll give him that. His perfect porcelain mask. Not a single visible crack on the surface.

He ruined me in a way I never thought I could be. He broke me in ways I didn't think possible. He was never truly my husband. My king. Or my nightmare. No, he was my damnation.

Naivety is such a privileged trait. Not all are so fortunate to have such privilege. I once had a life before all this. Before the king, and long before Snow White.

Snow White's tale shall forever be told as the sands of time pass. And no one will ever think twice about mine. No one would believe I had one. It wasn't a once upon a time, but it was mine. Now im trapped in a story that isn't mine. I'm the villain in this tale, after all. The world fails to realize that not all villains are born. But made from the ashes of who they once were. I became the queen worthy of this wretched kingdom. One that they deserved. So I'll tell you a tale. A tale that's never been told before.

I will tell you my tale Snow. A tale that didn't start with a once upon a time.