Oneshot Status: Finished Her lips were the deepest red, a dark and absolutely stunning colour that reminded me of the snow white tale she once told me. It was a fairy tale about a girl with skin as white as snow, hair as black as ebony, and blood as red as the cursed blood in her veins. It was a fairy tale for humans, but also the story of her ancestors, the story of her very own curse. And the story of my soul and heart. This is my first published story in english and also the first proper written english one. (Feel free to comment grammar or spelling mistakes if you spot them)Todos los derechos reservados
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