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In One Fell Swoop

A Snow White: A Tale Of Terror Story

I met Lord Hoffman and almost immediately I fell in love. He swept me off my feet, and when he proposed, I wept with joy, foreseeing a future for me and my brother without all the prejudices and misgivings our mother had left for us. When I heard he had a daughter, I was overjoyed. I had always loved children, but my mother's reputation had not left me much opportunity to be trusted with children by our fellow countrymen. I wanted to make a good impression on the girl, but I did not know what to do. I overheard some mothers in the village square talking about how their girls wanted puppies of their own, and so I decided that I would get a puppy for my future step-daughter. I am now off to Lord Hoffman's home, I will soon be his wife!

I have settled into the house now, and the people here are kind enough, but sometimes I feel as though I am an outsider. The girl seems to reject me, which saddens me, but she seemed to love the puppy I gave her. I am sure that I will be accepted eventually, the household just has to get used to me. My mother would always tell me (disdainfully) that I would amount to great things, and now I finally have.

Why, oh Lord why? Have I not been cursed enough? My brother and I, and my mother, we led terrible, terrible lives and now, just when I finally though things were looking up, this? Three years, three YEARS, and I have not been able to join this family. I cannot keep a child for my husband, and so he continues to reject me. Please, please let me bear him a child, a son, and heir. I must not let the girl grow up motherless, and she will, if I do not become a mother.

I understand now. In that one action, she made me understand. He loves her because she is her mother. He does not love me because I must then be my mother, the one who loved, but everyone hated. When she walked into the room, she stole my spotlight, my glory, my son, my future, my place in this family. In one fell swoop, she stole my life.

'Why is this happening to me?'


A/N: This was just a mini writing exercise. I was trying to show a kind of decent into madness, but I'm not really sure how much I succeeded. Anyway, please review, and I would greatly appreciate constructive criticism, especially in relation to my use of language to portray increasing madness. Thank you for reading!