What if Snow White died?

If the prince couldn't wake her, so she never became his bride?

The evil queen who deemed herself better than snow cast a spell.

Worked her black magic to the underworld, to cast snow there forever, where only darkness dwelled.

The prince must agree to marry her or he too will be killed.

The dwarfs decided to declare a war, attacked the castle to no avail, it was a tragic fail.

The dwarfs all turned to stone by the evil queen placed in a apple orchard as their new home.

Life size garden gnomes.

The evil queen smirked, watching in her mirror as the prince cries at the coffin of his dear snow.

He vows to find a way to bring her back until the day he dies.

Back at the castle the queen puts a spell on a large red apple to give to the prince.

She disguises herself well.

Seeking out the prince she finds him in the woods alone.

He sits sadly feeling his loss to the bone.

He tried so many times to bring snow back with a kiss.

Happy ever after can't end like this.

He glances up at the queen, disguised as a boy with a sack of apples.

He calls to the prince, " please sir will you buy my wares?"

"Fresh apples picked just this day."

The prince tosses a coin at him to make him go away.

The boy places the apple at his feet and quickly retreats.

The evil queen back to her usual self, hides silently behind a tree to watch.

Prince reaches for the apple to eat, taking a large bite.

As he chews he grabs his throat in fright.

The prince lays unconscious on the ground.

The evil queen wakes him with a firm shake.

He looks up at the queen and finds her ravishingly beautiful.

Snow very much forgotten it would seem.

He makes plans to marry the queen the very next day.

The queen ecstatic that her evil plan finally worked, cackling, looks in the mirror to say, "who's the fairest on this day?"

But alas the magic wasn't quite strong enough and that too passed.

The prince went to the castle to kill the queen at last.

Sword drawn he road his trusty steed fast, ready to cut off her head.

But sadly it wasn't the queen that ended up dead.

For you see the evil queen turned his sword to a snake.

The bite poison of the strongest kind.

His revenge he wouldn't find.

In a fit of rage the queen demanded "send this fool to where he belongs!"

The prince awakes from a gentle kiss and looks curiously around.

He has finally found his snow in the afterlife.

Here he did indeed not hesitate to make snow his wife.

Together they stayed in the underworld.

Lovers forever in death and life.

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