Anastasia (Good Tales for Bad Dreams)
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  • Reads 46,317
  • Votes 989
  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 4m
Complete, First published Apr 18, 2014
The plot to fool the Russian Royal Family had many casualties, none more so than the would-be Anastasia. Fleeing across the seas with her fate in her hands, this is story of Anna, a Sister of the Black House and Stepsister to the girl who would be Cinderella.
  
  Welcome to Good Tales For Bad Dreams, a short-fiction series of re-imagined fairy tales. Each story is set in a different time and place. Some will be familiar, others will not. So, strip bare your assumptions, open your mind and see these tales told like never before.
  *Note: This displaced character story shifts the traditional tale of Anastasia from the Russian Revolution to 1600s Europe.*
  *Warning: Mature themes. PG-13 sensuality. Not suitable for younger readers*
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