Do you think that fairy tales are children's pillow dreams? No, that's the rule book written in the blood of survivors.
Open it and you will enter an eternal "fairy tale town". Here, every familiar story is a realm of weird stories about life and death:
In Snow White, make sure you hand her the reddest apple, or the seven dwarfs will tailor it for you... In a coffin.
At the ball in "Cinderella", the midnight clock must strike twelve times. If you stop at the eleventh, you will find that the glass slipper under your feet is oozing with sticky blood.
Don't believe any of the "solid" promises in "The Three Little Pigs". When Grandma Wolf's breath blows by, the only way to survive is to find the "fourth wall" that doesn't exist at all.
I, an unexpected intruder, am a regular reader of these stories. Until I discovered that the rules of all fairy tales are quietly changing and eroding each other...
Are you ready to read your own ending?
