A little town, a quiet village. Dawn rises, and the world is punctured with the blasts of gunfire. The Town Champion wakes with a start, hi...

An apple falls to the floor, perfect and unmarred except for a single, small bite. Cinderella, sleeping the sleep of death, collapses into t...

“Visitors!” says the ancient peasant woman. She smiles a toothless, wobbly smile. “Oh, that’s so lovely!” She limps toward the Dwarf and t...

"Are you sure my father went this way?" asks Pinocchio. "Yes, yes, of course," lies the Lion. "I can smell him. B...

Hands stained with blood, Cinderella speaks to the glaring Dwarf. “There’s a story about one of these wolves,” she says, her voice purposef...

“This is all I could find,” says Pinocchio. He lays a meager sack of food – moldy breads and dried meats, for the most part - at the base o...

Unseen in the shadows, a large purple rat watches the two strangers argue. “What are you doing?!” shrieks the girl. A young, pretty little ...