My Dear Snowella (On Hold)

When I was little, a man came to us. He wanted a bargain, a high one. We were in need of food, so, we only had one choice. I took the offer.

I was the price. I was forced to live with this man for many months and days. But soon, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed freedom. A new life. A better life.

So I ran. I ran until I found the enchanted forest. A women found me, gave me a home. She taught me wonderful things. I learned how to earn my power in this forest.

My name is Snowella, and this is my story.

"Every fairytale has a bloody outline. Everyone has teeth and claws."