One upon a time a queen sat at a window. Snow was falling and some flakes landed on the windows’ ebony frame. Suddenly the queen pricked her finger with her needle and three drops of blood fell upon the snow. She said to herself, “If only I had a child as while as snow, as red as blood, as black as ebony.” Soon afterwards the queen had black as ebony. When she was born, the queen died.

After a year the king married again. Every day the queen used to ask her magic mirror, “Mirror, Mirror on the wall who is the fairest and kill her. Bring me her liver and lungs as proof.” The huntsman took the child into the forest, but he had not the heart to kill her. He shot a young boar instead and took its lungs and liver to the queen.

Alone and afraid Snow While ran through the forest. At last she came to a cottage. It was a cottage of seven dwarfs. At nightfall the seven dwarfs came back and saw Snow White. Next day, Snow White told the dwarfs all about her stepmother. They said, “If you look after us. We will look after you.” Snow while kept house for the seven dwarfs. One day the queen asked her magic mirror, “Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” “Snow While”, the mirror replied.

The queen was so outraged that she went out in disguise looking for Snow White, selling colorful laces from door to door. One day she reached the dwarfs’ house and asked Snow White to come out and buy laces from her. When Snow White came out her she covered her more with laces so tightly that Snow White fainted. “Now, I am the fairest in the land, once more,” the queen thought. When the dwarfs came home they thought Snow White was dead. But when they cut her laces she began to breathe. The next time when the queen asked her mirror, “Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” “Snow White”, the mirror replied. So, disguised as a farmer’s wife, she went back to the cottage. She took with her a beautiful apple, white on one side and red on the other. The red side of the apple was poised. Snow White would not let her in, but the old woman said, “Why not share my apple was poisoned. Snow White would not let her in, but the old woman said, “Why not share my apple?” I shall have the white side. And the red side is for you”. So as she ate the apple, she fell dead.

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