…because the red seemed so alive against the white she thought, if only i had a child as white as snow, lips as red as blood, hair as black as the ravens wings, and all the strength of that rose…

Snow White and the Huntsman, 2012.

Bring me her heart;

“Lips red as blood. Hair black as night. Bring me your heart my dear, dear Snow White.”

I feel that you and I are bound. Forever.

But now their cries give me strength.