The Snow White Dethphonticth - E-book - ePub

It came from The Ick. It is a ghastly thing billowing smog, legend whispers. It runs of waste and ruin, old text mumbles. Old words warn if it were to ever reach us, it would be the last anyone would hear of us. It would coat the lands in disease and death and white. But it is just a story to keep the children out of the wood, the old dead grounds where we use to grow rich before the mine went dry and we move on to wheat.
The king has warned his precious daughter many a time to stay far away from those woods, she can wander anywhere else but not there.