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"Wash and make yourselves clean. Take your evil deeds out of my sight; stop doing wrong. Learn to do right; seek justice. Defend the oppressed. Take up the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow. “Come now, let us settle the matter,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool”." Isaiah 1:16-18

Final Thoughts

I thoroughly enjoyed this retelling of Snow White. It had many unique interpretations. I love that it tied in Greek mythology. I have always had a fascination with Greek Mythology since I was a teen, and this added to my liking of the story. I truly felt for Coira all she wanted was some semblance of love and warmth from her mother. Even when she thought her mother was being kind all she got was betrayal. The one silver lining is that Coira found love in the most unexpected place.

This piece is written in a way that you also feel sympathy for Arpazia. Her life wasn't a bed of roses. She went through many traumatic events in such a small period of time that can leave its mark on the strongest of people. Those experiences molded and pushed her to be what she eventually became.

I give this book 4 out of 5 apples. I really enjoyed it, but I was still able to put it down for weeks at a time. I would definitely recommend this book to anyone who likes dark Romance stories.

Sonja Hinrichsen: Snow Drawings (2014) Located: Eychauda, France

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Concept art for Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs by a Disney studio artist (c. 1936)

Snow can make the simplest things beautiful

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A crossover for the ages.

Once upon a time there was a mirror. . . .

So begins this dark, unusual retelling of the story of Snow White by the writer reviewers have called "the Angela Carter of the fantasy field"—a whole novel based on a beloved story, turning it into a dark and sensual drama full of myth and magic.

Arpazia is the aging queen who paces the halls of a warlord's palace. Cold as winter, she has only one passion—for the mysterious hunter who courts the outlawed old gods of the woodland. Coira is the princess raised in the shadow of her mother's hatred. Avoided by both her parents and half forgotten by her father's court, she grows into womanhood alone . . . until the mirror speaks, and blood is spilled, and the forest claims her.

The tragic myth of the goddess Demeter and her daughter, Persephone, stolen by the king of the underworld, is woven together with the tale of Snow White to create a powerful story of mothers and daughters and the blood that binds them together, for good or ill. Black queen. White maid. Royal huntsman. Seven little folk who live in the forest. Come inside, sit by the fire, and listen to this fairy tale as you've never heard it told before.

Once upon a time there was a mirror, and a girl as white as snow. . . .

the white-tailed ptarmigan, also known as the snow quail, is a mountainous-dwelling bird and the smallest member of the grouse family. they are found at high altitudes in the continental united states, canada, and alaska. they have distinct ‘cryptic’ plumage, meaning that their plumage differs drastically throughout the year; during warm summers, they are speckled brown and black, going through an intermediary mottled phase before fully molting into their snow-white winter plumage. they primarily feed on insects and plant matter. their eggs are laid in a simple depression in the ground; the chicks are precocial and leave the nest soon after hatching.

coriolanus snow who pretends he hates pleasuring you. fem! reader

he pretends when he fucks you, and you're moaning all prettily and squeezing around his cock, the euphoria he feels is of pure nature only. he tells himself it's solely because he's still a young man, not long ago was he a teenage boy, and there's no greater joy to him than getting his dick wet. he wants to believe that he's just addicted to your cunt based off of primal desires, the sheer obsession of the pleasurably mind numbing feeling of driving his dick in and out in a rhythmic dance.

yet, how can he pretend he doesn't enjoy it when he's willingly pleasing you in ways that give him absolutely no physical gratification, besides the occasional desperate grind of his cock into the mattress. there is no self deception whenever he's just as obsessed, maybe even more, with getting you off on his tongue as he is with getting you off on his dick.

and at times, he begrudgingly reminds himself that he wasn't always like this. he reminds himself of his old refusals and denials. he once lacked any desire to position his face between a woman's legs, which would almost completely cover the feature he was most proud of. he believed it would be a waste, an act he would only deliver in hopes that the service would be returned upon him thereafter. after a few occurrences, he found himself caring less and less about getting his own dick sucked and more about discovering how many times he can lead you to the highest form of pleasure by work of only his mouth.

it became something he was proud of, something that boosted his ego, something he could boast about to you as he threw in his favorite term of endearment ("my girl"). and it all started when you pointed out the size of coriolanus' nose and lips, almost slyly hinting at what he could accomplish with his features.

If only a heart could be as White as Snow...

I still believe it could...