Corruption
She chuckled then, at her own clumsiness, at the pretty sight of the white snow and the redness of her blood mixed together under the darkness of her shadow that the Queen cried, as if in prayer to the heavens:
“Oh, but if only my child will be as fair as snow, as dark as shadow, and as red as blood!”
It was just a silly wish.
A silly, innocent wish
Oh, but the poor, poor Queen, beautiful, foolish Queen!
Did she not know?
Had she not heard?
Be careful what you wish for!
...because what was seemingly a silly, innocent wish uttered as a passing fancy is still a wish. One that the heavens did not took heed, but the Devil himself had heard–and granted!
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