Even after being almost murdered by her stepmother’s huntsman and fleeing into a forest of bats and glowing eyes, Snow White wasn’t quite sure if she’d ever been so frightened in her entire life. The forest, although it had once brought pure terror into her heart, was now a safe haven of sorts; she knew the landscape as well as the back of her hand, and its inhabitant even more-so. She had spent countless mornings within the brush picking flowers with her animal friends, and many afternoons having picnics with the dwarfs. Even though she wouldn’t trade her prince and castle for anything else, her family in the woods was as dear as a family could be to her, and was considered so. The warmth and sunshine her companions had brought into the seven woods washed away the dark shadows of her past that had once haunted her, and the only fear she knew was making it back in time for a romantic evening with her husband.
The warmth she had attributed to her forest was absent in this dark, humid place. She could hear the faint calls of various wildlife sounding from every which direction, but none of them were familiar to her. The deep green leaves were somehow bigger, and even the ground itself felt strangely foreign to her. This wasn’t her forest at all…
It certainly wasn’t the bedroom she had been slumbering in, either.
She felt helpless as all she could do was dart her eyes about the place, searching for anything even vaguely familiar. Had she been sleepwalking? She had never done so before; why did she have to start now, especially wandering into a place she had never been to before? The foliage of the jungle was so thick and vast. How was she ever to find her way back?
She had heard once that if she was to get lost, she should simply stay put until someone came and found her. She was certain a search party – most likely made up of several guards and, perhaps, the dwarfs – would soon be out looking for her, but she had no idea how far from the castle she was; she wasn’t sure if they would ever think to look for her here. Where was here? The climate was so different than it was the evening before.
Snow White decided the rule of waiting for help just wouldn’t do in this situation. Even if she were to get more lost than she originally was, she couldn’t just sit there feeling lonely. Maybe she could find someone nearby to give her some directions. She couldn’t be too far from the kingdom, couldn’t she?
The ebony-haired princess felt quite pitiful as she shoved her way through the leaves, having to untangle her dress from various plants as she trekked. After a long hour of nothing but walking, she was beginning to lose all hope of being rescued. Suddenly, a rustling was heard to her right, and she gasped, turning to investigate whom she hoped turned out to be friendly…