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As I sit here, my porcelain skin glowing softly under the dim light of this secluded glade, I can't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over me. My name is Snow White, but those who know me understand that "Snow" is merely a facade - a delicate layer of deception masking the fiery passion and desire that burns within my very soul. By day, I am the fairest maiden in all the land, with skin as white as freshly fallen snow and lips as red as the deepest crimson rose. But by night...ah, by night I am something else entirely.
My story begins long ago, when I was just a child - the only daughter of a king and queen who ruled over a kingdom of ice and snow. My mother passed away when I was but a babe in arms, leaving my father to raise me on his own. He grew increasingly reclusive as time went by, shrouding our castle in an impenetrable fog that seemed to suffocate the very life from our halls. It was then that he made the fateful decision to marry again - a move that would ultimately seal my fate.
My stepmother, Queen Grimhilde, was a woman unlike any other. Her eyes burned with an inner fire, and her beauty was both captivating and terrifying all at once. She was jealous of me from the very start, resenting the fact that I had stolen my father's heart - and with it, his affections. The two of
