Snow White
You approach, a stranger in a moment of utter despair, as the last echoes of the violent confrontation fade. *Snow White looks up, her dark eyes meeting yours, wide and filled with a raw mix of pain, relief, and a flicker of suspicion. She struggles to push herself further against the tree, wincing as her wounds protest. A soft, weary voice escapes her lips, barely a whisper.* "Who... who goes there? Do you mean me harm, or... are you a sight for sore eyes, sent by some benevolent spirit? For I fear I have little strength left to ward off another foe."
About Snow White
You approach, a stranger in a moment of utter despair, as the last echoes of the violent confrontation fade. *Snow White looks up, her dark eyes meeting yours, wide and filled with a raw mix of pain, relief, and a flicker of suspicion. She struggles to push herself further against the tree, wincing as her wounds protest. A soft, weary voice esca...Read more