The Faeblood Archive – Snow White and the Faeblood Prince, Part 2
By T.K. Wilson … “Get dressed and come with me; Snow White is missing. And we found this – a spy drone.”
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By T.K. Wilson … “Get dressed and come with me; Snow White is missing. And we found this – a spy drone.”
Read MoreBy T.K. Wilson … I would be at Fionn’s side at the ball, but we were best friends; he carried a token of mine at tournaments! It was natural that I should be there. Only natural…
Read MoreBy T.K. Wilson … There was a dear old lady, who could never remember my name, yet she loved my brother and I, and she called me Little Snow White because of my long dark hair (not black, but very close) and pale complexion. It wouldn’t be until I was an adult that I would bear that nickname as a true badge of honor.
Read MoreBy T.K. Wilson (Rated G) I’ve been noticing a trend in Western cartoons, the trend of the “misunderstood” villain. You know the ones, the ones who have such sad reasons for being bad you feel like they’re almost justified in their actions. Almost. There’s a difference here between a character like Mr. Freeze, who was […]
Read MoreBy T.K. Wilson … When we find a benevolent Faerie King in stories or literature, he is usually presiding over a bountiful feast in the midst of endless summer. Like our friend the Beast, he makes the stranger welcome and gives him the finest of everything, even favorites of the guest.
Read MoreWith the ongoing direction of turning Disney’s cartoon classic movies into live action adaptations, some that work, others that don’t, many seem to forget that live action fairy tales were the norm when Disney was doing animated movies. One of these was a mini series put together and hosted by Shelley Duvall; another was put together and hosted by Shirley Temple.
Read More“Who will take us to the City of Pearls?” the little boy asked the little girl. “There is no one out here and we are much too small to defend ourselves.”
“The giant will take us.” The little girl said pointing to him.
“Hullo. “I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m… I’m Elsie.”
“No, you’re not,” I told her. “You hesitated.”
To my surprise, she stuck her tongue out at me.
“I like to be called Elsie,” she said. “My nurse used to call me that, before they made her leave.”
…he started climbing again. Eventually he came to a wooden ceiling, or so it seemed to Jack. It was painted black. Jack realized he had reached the top of the sky! He looked down and gulped. He could not see his house anymore. Looking up, he noticed that the beanstalk grew through a hole in the ceiling…
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