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Snow White and the Oven
I stare at her pale face in the distance, the temperature around me rising higher and higher. I smile to myself, thinking that I should have burned her to ashes back then, not even letting the passing birds get away.
I stare at her pale face in the distance, the temperature around me rising higher and higher. I smile to myself, thinking that I should have burned her to ashes back then, not even letting the passing birds get away.
Why am I in a place where the temperature keeps rising, staring at her pale face?
Why am I in a place where the temperature keeps rising, staring at her pale face?