JacobBlackPen
Snow White was never meant to be feared.
She was known across the kingdom as the gentlest of them all-kind, soft-spoken, and untouched by cruelty. The kind of girl people believed in. The kind of girl people thought they understood.
And for a time... she was exactly that.
But even the fairest things can break.
There are truths a mirror does not reveal at first glance-cracks that form quietly, darkness that lingers just beneath the surface, waiting to be seen.
When the apple was placed in her hands-perfect, crimson, and beautiful-everyone believed it would be the end of her.
They thought she would fall.
They thought she would sleep.
They thought she would wait to be saved.
But Snow White did not sleep.
And she did not wait.
Something changed.
The forest grew quieter. The kingdom, more uneasy. Whispers of disappearances spread like shadows at dusk, and fear began to take root in places once untouched by it.
And the mirror...
no longer answered the Queen.
It answered her.
Because the fairest in the land is no longer the most innocent-
but the most dangerous of them all.