ONCE UPON A TIME on a cold winter's day, as the snowflakes were falling softly and swiftly, a queen sat sewing by her window.
As she sewed, the queen pricked her finger and three drops of blood fell upon her sewing.
The red of the blood against the white of the snow, framed by the black wood of the window frame, looked so beautiful that she thouqht, "O, how l wish I could have a child with skin as white as snow, with cheeks as red as blood and with hair as black as ebony!"
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