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Giambattista Basile's Sleeping Beauty 1634
Sleeping Beauty – Giambattista Basile 1634 (aka The Sun, Moon and Talia)
There once lived a great lord who was blessed with the birth of a beautiful infant daughter, whom he named Talia. The lord sent for wise men and astrologers to foretell what fate had in store for his daughter, and after they had consulted together and cast her horoscope, they told the lord that Talia would be put in great danger by a splinter of flax. The lord then decreed that no flax or hemp, or anything of the kind, should be brought into the house; he thought that by doing so he could protect his daughter from her fate.
One day, after Talia had grown up into a beautiful young girl, she was looking out the window when she saw an old woman pass by, spinning on a spindle. Talia was so curious about the implement, having never seen one, that she called out to the old woman to stop and let her see it. Talia begged to be allowed to stretch the flax, but as soon as she did so, a splinter of flax went
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World Peace by imaginary-human World Peace :iconimaginary-human:imaginary-human 1 0
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Charles Perrault's Little Red Riding Hood
Little Red Riding Hood by Charles Perrault
Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. This good woman had a little red riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood. One day her mother, having made some cakes, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter."
Little Red Riding Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another village.
As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I am going to s
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Southern Magnolia by imaginary-human Southern Magnolia :iconimaginary-human:imaginary-human 0 0
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Forever Free
Standing in the midnight air
Illuminated by the light of the moon
Climbing up high, steady now not too soon
Safely perched, checking all the knots
One step forward and the rope pulls taut
All the memories that were once so clear
Slowly fad, taking the hurt and pain away
Most will only seem to care by the shock of seeing death
Only a body to dispose of, an inconvenience to all at best
A name to forget, a grotesque face that may cause a wince
Limp and lifeless now set forever free
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Literature
The Curious Little Man
Once, many years ago, there lived a little man in a cabin deep in the forest. He enjoyed his time living amongst the woodland creatures. Only taking from nature what was needed. He was a happy, some may say strange man. Until the one morning he ventured out to find a particular berry that he was longing for. Farther and farther he went with no signs of the elusive plant. Then an opening appeared in the brush, a path, a large well-traveled path it was. He made the decision to follow it. Quite fearfully though. Not having seen another human is such a long time. Upon a clearing he came. Before him was a large village filled with people. Many were standing about talking. Others were moving about briskly, for what he could not figure out. The little man slowly and quietly made his way closer. The sounds became clearer. He heard children crying and laughter. Two men were shaking hands and patting each other’s backs. A young woman came into view, beautiful she is he thought. He lay ther
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Spite-Sire Featured By Owner Aug 14, 2016
Thanks for the badge. \|/
Btw nice writings.
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Rpavona Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2016
Thanks for the llama! I have no idea what it means or does, but it's adorable.
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NekoPeorth Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2016
Thanks for the llama~! =D
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