티스토리

뭔지도 모르겠다

Long, long ago, in wintertime, when the snowflakes were falling like little white feathers from the sky, and covering poor homeless children until they froze in place like porcelain figurines, a beautiful Queen sat beside her window, which was framed in black ebony carved with little screaming skulls, and stitched. As she worked, she looked sometimes at the falling snow, and so it happened that she stabbed her finger mightily with her needle, so that three streams of blood gushed out upon the snow. How pretty the red blood looked upon the dazzling white! The Queen said to herself as she saw it, "Woah! If only I had a dear little child as white as the snow, had lips as rosy as blood, and with hair as black as the ebony window-frame."