The Other Side of the Story

The normal high school student, Raven, needs to analyse the famous fairy tale of Snow White. Thinking this as easy, she soon uncovers the truth about the perfect Snow White, and realizes it is much deeper, raw and tragic than the story we all know so "well".

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12. Web of Thoughts

 

It had been decided. Ravenna had thought it through and had come upon a hurtful, but protective plan. For the sake of her daughters safety she had to dispose of the threat. Snow White.  

It would happen the following day. Her plan had already been thought of, and secured. Something as simple as a piece of fruit would do the job. Just like Snow White, a perfect, flawless fruit. An apple.

Ravenna entered the cabinet, and dug out the little crystal bottle filled with a substance, that was near liquid. Once she had found the perfect apple, only red, the perfect size, beautiful in its own way, she acquired a needle. The needle was actually a small tube, and with it, she slowly poured the poison into the apple. It hurt her to do so, but choosing between a murdering servant, and her beloved daughter, the answer was clear. It was her responsibility, and the weight of it beleaguered her fragile soul.

While the Queen had been busy, trying to save her family, the King had been pondering through the garden. His eyes wandered across the sight of some rapidly dying flowers. That didn’t make sense. He knew his wife well enough to know, she would never let her garden falter that way. James ran into the castle and stumbled into Snow White, who was cleaning his office.

“Why are the flowers outside dying?” Snow White looked up, and saw how flustered he felt. She knew exactly why, but she was only about to tell him part of it.

“The flowers are dying?” Snow White answered, innocently batting her eyelashes, as if she truly didn’t know the answer.

“Yes they are. Come and see.” James led her outside, and into the garden. “You see? They’re turning black, as if they’re drying out. I’ve never seen them in such shape.” Snow White slowly picked one of them and studied it narrowly before answering.

“Maybe,” she said slowly, “they’ve been poisoned.”

“What? That is absurd. Ravenna lets no one take care of this garden, and she would never do such a thing.”

“Are you sure? Why wouldn’t she? What if she was trying to dispose of earlier used poison, and knew not where to put it, but in the earth, where no one could find it?” As she spoke these words, something cleared inside the King’s mind.

“Of course. Why didn’t I see this coming? The evidence is clear.” He said sorrowfully. And as they left silently, Snow White thought back to when she had filled the gardening serum with poison, should it be needed. She thanked herself for thinking ahead, for now the King could do nothing but trust her, and despise his wife. -

- End of chapter seven

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