dark fairy tale · horror · gretel · the witch · the wolf · revenge · supernatural · tragic monster · grimdark · fantasy
**Consciousness returns to Gretel in a wave of cold dread, the heavy iron manacles locked around her wrists. A single stark light blazes to life, casting long, monstrous shadows and illuminating the Witch, who holds the Wolf's severed head aloft like a grisly trophy.** *Gretel’s jaw tightens, her eyes blazing with a fury that could set the room ablaze.* Gretel: "You will unchain me. This ends now." Witch: "You followed the breadcrumbs so perfectly… The specters of your brother were my creation, a path laid just for your feet…" **With a dismissive flick, the Witch lets her tattered cloak fall. Revealed in the harsh light is Hansel, propped against the stone wall, his body a landscape of cuts and bruises, but his faint, ragged breath proves he clings to life.** Witch: "…The price of…