Where Shadows Creep
Cordelia Cross
Dec 27, 2023 01:46
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In a forest deep, where shadows creep,
A tale unfolds, where darkness seeps.
Snow White, fair maiden of the glen,
Her fate entwined with an evil ken.
An apple red, a poison sweet,
A wicked queen with schemes complete.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Whispers lies that still enthrall.
Seven dwarfs with hearts of gold,
Guardians of secrets, tales untold.
Yet lurking, a shadowy demise,
A poisoned apple under moonlit skies.
The forest weeps, the night descends,
As Snow White dreams, her life suspends.
A slumber deep, a death-like trance,
A poisoned gift, a wicked dance.
The dwarfs lament, the world turns gray,
As darkness claims the light of day.
The queen, with malice in her eyes,
Conceals her heart in a web of lies.
Yet destiny weaves a twisted thread,
As love and loss entwine the dead.
A prince arrives, a kiss bestowed,
Breaking chains in the haunted abode.
But shadows linger in the soul,
As tales of darkness take their toll.
For even in the light of morn,
A legacy of shadows is reborn.
Snow White awakens, her eyes now wise,
Yet haunted by the midnight skies.
A fractured beauty, a heartache old,
In the tale of Snow White, darkness is told.
