domenica 19 febbraio 2017

Snow, glass, apples by Neil Gaiman

A short story, an alternative version of the fairytale Snow-white, only this is no fairytale at all. The Queen tells this tale, of the child that at the age of six or seven sucked blood from her hand, and when she barred her room the child started it with her own father, until ultimately he died the shadow of the man he once was. Once Queen, she was respected as a wise woman and ruler. Terrified by the little thing, she had a hunter bring her her heart, which he did, but the heart was still beating, and even without it she was still walking and drinking the blood of the forest folk, where she now lived. To save them from her, and to re-establish relations between them and her people, she did a magic spell with some apples and her own blood, and "gave them" to her stepdaughter who, supposedly, ate them and fell like dead. The Queen kept her heart in her room, and now it stopped beating. Two years of peace then a Prince came, and after a murderous, vampire Snow-white and some disturbing details here and there (like where the vampire bites were found), now we have a necrophiliac prince, out of his senses when he found in the forest a very young and very dead naked Snow-white, cold pale and with no heart.
The happy ending we all knew: he married Snow-white, and together they went to the Queen to take her heart back, then the Queen was burned alive while they all watched.
I don't know how I feel about this story. Well written indeed, but also disturbing.

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