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A Kiss for Snow White
Elora woke up and felt a chill on one cheek. Her hands still tightly gripped the black book Arthur had given her. Elora’s face was wet and sticky with tears and snot. Elora blinked slowly. It took her a while to know where she was now. Elora was in the main room of her house. She could see the double doors opening a few feet away from her.
“Daddy?” call Elora. Her voice was hoarse. Elora stood up. It was almost night. Elora smelled burnt. There were black marks in several places on the floor, with piles of ashes flying slowly in the wind from outside. But what caught Elora’s attention now was the scene close to where she lay.
Arthur. Lying on the marble floor. A blackish-red liquid welled up around him.
“Daddy?” Elora walked over to Arthur, half dragging her aching leg. “Daddy,” she called again. No answer. Elora shook Arthur’s body. Heavy and cold. Elora raised her hand and found her palm covered in blood.
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