One by one, the delicate snowflakes fell down from the sky, landing on the cold white floor, softly and silently. The trees had small crystals made of ice, hanging from their leaves. Despite all the beauty of the night, the place seemed almost lifeless.
A beautiful young lady in a pitch black cloak, walked carefully through the snow, dragging behind her a freshly cut branch. After the branch had gone over where she had walked, the woman's footsteps became buried in the snow.
Sleeping in her bedroom by the window, lay a baby girl. The baby was small, quiet, precious and extremely adorable. Eventually, there was just a thin piece of glass standing between the cloaked stranger, and this little girl.
From the outside, the woman opened the unlocked window, so slowly and carefully, it barely creaked. She reached out, grabbing the baby with her left hand, before running off into the night.
The ground still pure white, one last snowflake drifted onto the soft floor. And by the time it landed, her eyes were wide open.
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Cinderella - A Fractured Fairy Tale
FantasyThe classical Cinderella story, is not what you'd find here. But instead, you find yet another changed story, of this bright young girl, Cinderella.
