Dead Princess Walking

"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" We all know the classic tale of Snow White: a jealous Queen, a beautiful princess, a magic mirror, the Queen trying to kill the beautiful princess... I could go on but I have a secret. There's another version of the tale. That other Fairytale is so watered down with what was left out, forgotten, or erased that the truth was lost. My story may start off with the jealous Queen and magic mirror but the rest? Well, that's a different story. The rest involves a prophecy which sets me on a quest to save all of magic. The prophecy foretold of a savior: one who would be the difference between the rebirth of magic or all of Fae left to fade away. I knew I was a dead Princess walking when I heard the Queen asking the mirror that question. I ran away with just the pack on my back, leaving my childhood home behind. My only goal when I escaped the castle was to survive. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined how my life would change. That other Fairytale of a singing maiden isn't even close to who I really am. Strap up, buckle in, grab some HoneyHarp, and prepare to have your childhood tale flipped upside down. My name is Snow White, Princess of Aridale. This is my Fairytale.