The Tragic Tale of Cinderella
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All fairy tales are supposed to end happily ever after, no? What if they were just lies? The truths behind those tales could be as black as the night for all you know. Maybe you think I'm just a skeptic, a hardened old man who just doesn't see the magic anymore. Well, you'd be right on both accounts. Don't let me dampen your love of stories and how the world works.
But for those of you who seek the truth and want to know more, I invite you to listen to my tale. For I was there when that awful woman Lady Tremaine took control of my former lord's manor. I saw the depths of evil that lived inside her. And most importantly, I saw the girl you call Cinderella change from beloved daughter to fierce warrior.
Before there was princes and love, there was heartbreak and war. My name's John and I was just a stable boy, but I was there and was able to chronicle The Tragic Tale of Cinderella.
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