What if the fairytales, myths and legends lived in a futuristic realm?
What if Little red was the huntsman?
What if the Evil Queen was Snow White's Brother?
What if Pinocchio was a machine disguised as a boy?
The realm of Nevermoore has been shaken...
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Bianca stood up and reached for a still crying Rose, her throat sore. empty building at her heart.
Red and Ulv got closer while forest stood up.
"Rosie I..."
"No, stop."
"I wanted to tell you, me and your mother, but she never came back and, then granny went missing..."
"How could you?!"
Rose faced him.
"Did she knew? Did lady Agatha knew? did..."
She faced Red.
"Did you knew, Jay.?"
Red met her eyes, brown honey facing dark burning wood.
"I do."
"How could you? I've never been a Scharlach, all this time and all the chances and you all ran with it? What kind of deranged are you?"
The rose scented girl hissed.
"This was not meant to go like this."
"Clearly, because while I risked my neck for Red and the princess you stand here eating cookies with the vamps who now want me dead. So who is it gonna' be? Your biological son? Your adoptive step-wolf? Who else is going to tell me we are a broken mess?"
She turned to Bianca, grabbed her by the hand and ran off into the streets while tears pearled out of her face into the asphalt.
Ulv took Red's hands as he cried while Forest stared blankly at the ground.
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The girls were in front of the house were Rose had grown up, where they had discussed the acquisition of Ivory, where they talked about the weird relationship between Red and Ulv and how sweet they were. This was home, this was where a dozen unquestioned photos of Forest, Red, Ulv, Rose and their mother: Ambar, awaited.
