Snow

We are the seven. We work the mines. We work for the Queen. We find the pretties for the Queen.

We travel through the forest. We see the girl. Who is the girl? The girl is Snow.

Why is Snow in the forest alone? Snow is lost. We will help her.

We give her some of the pretties. Pretties for a pretty. Snow smiles. Snow says thank you. Snow is polite.

Snow stays in house. We go to mines. Snow makes food for us when we return. Food is good. We do not make food like this. We cook meat and eat. This food tastes good. Snow makes good food.

Snow stays in house. We go to mines. Snow promises more food. We will eat the food.

We go to house. Snow is in house. Snow is dead.

We are sad. No. We are concerned. We hold Snow. We touch her hair. We feel the comb. The comb has the pretties. We take the comb.

Snow breathes. Snow lives. We are happy.

We go to mines. Snow stays in house. We want to stay with her. We say no. We go to mines.

We go to house. Snow is dead.

We are sad. No. We are—we are sad. We hold Snow. We see the pretties on her neck. We remember these pretties. They are pretties for the Queen. We put the pretties in our pocket.

Snow breathes. Snow lives.

We do not go to mines. We stay with Snow. We go to mines. Snow stays in house.

We go to house. Snow is dead.

We are sad.

Snow has no pretties. Snow is truly dead.

We put Snow in coffin. We insist on glass. We want to see her forever.

We watch her for days. Seven days. Seven nights.

Handsome man comes. He wants Snow. He buys Snow.

We say no. We say yes. We say no.

He takes her.

We carry Snow onto the man’s horse. We let the horse carry the angel away.

We have tears in our eyes. We do not tie the coffin correctly.

The coffin falls. Glass shatters like thousands of little pretties.

Snow coughs. Apple falls from her mouth. Snow lives.

We are happy.

Snow sees man. Snow leaves with man.

Snow is alive. We are happy.

Snow is gone. We are sad.

We are happy. We are sad.

I am sad.

I love Snow.