Snow White A Tale Of Terror -

Logline: After her father’s brutal death in the Crusades, a young noblewoman, Lilia, discovers that her beautiful new stepmother is not just a vain sorceress, but a creature who sustains her youth by harvesting the innocence of young maidens—and Lilia’s heart is the only one that can break the curse.

She turned and looked at Lilia fully for the first time in weeks. Her gaze crawled over Lilia’s face, her throat, the pulse beating at her collarbone.

Only darkness. The darkness of a girl who had chosen to become a monster to kill a monster.

Behind her, she heard Claudia laughing. Not running. Walking. Because Claudia did not need to rush. The forest belonged to her. The roots would trip Lilia. The thorns would hold her. And when dawn came, the mirror would show exactly where the girl had hidden. Snow White A Tale Of Terror

“Your daughter,” she said. And she drove Gregor’s knife into Claudia’s chest.

“We’ve been dying for twenty years,” he said. “The question is, what are you willing to become so that we don’t die for nothing?”

He looked at Lilia—her torn dress, her bleeding hands, the terror in her eyes. Logline: After her father’s brutal death in the

Claudia raised the bone brush. “Kneel.”

“Do you see it?” Claudia grabbed Lilia’s wrist with a strength that made the bones grind. “A line. Here. By my eye.”

And in that mirror, Lilia saw the truth. Only darkness

Lilia looked at the scarred man, the broken men, the refuge that had become her home. She thought of her father’s ghost, her mother’s empty grave, the red-haired scullery maid who would never see the sun again.

It was in the cellar that she found the garden.

That night, the scullery maid did not come to supper. No one spoke of her.

“Now,” she said, “we bury the bones. And then we find out who else Claudia promised to the thing in the roots.”

The scarred man—his name was Gregor—sat by her pallet, sharpening a knife.