I was so excited as a child to find one of the big collections of Grimm's fairy tales with the proper gruesome endings. I brought it home from the library, and my mom was all "Awwww, fairy tales! Not ghosts or vampires!"

My dad, however, laughed, and told me to have fun.

Fairy tales: the original horror movies.

Indeed.

Fairy tales: the original horror movies.

That reminds me of Seanan's blog post about the intersection of horror, fantasy, and urban fantasy.

The Queen is invited to the wedding of the prince and his new bride, not realizing that the new bride is Snow White. At the wedding, a pair of heated iron shoes are brought out with tongs, and the Queen is forced to wear them and dance until she dies.

That's like something right out of Game of Thrones.

The Queen is invited to the wedding of the prince and his new bride, not realizing that the new bride is Snow White. At the wedding, a pair of heated iron shoes are brought out with tongs, and the Queen is forced to wear them and dance until she dies.

And the queen & wicked stepsister in Ever After thought they had it rough becoming servants...

This is one of my favorite collections of the Grimm's stories: [link]

In fact, I should dig it out and re-read it soon.

And the queen & wicked stepsister in Ever After thought they had it rough becoming servants

In the original version of Cinderella, they all had their eyes pecked out by birds. And the two girls basically maimed themselves trying to get their feet to fit into the glass slipper.

Chopped off their heels and toes, as my mom would remind me often when we were shoe shopping.

Oh, yeah, big fan of Into the Woods, so we could even sing about the blood in the shoes...if we wanted to.

Just sayin'...made to work in the laundry and being dyed purple...those ladies got off WAAAY easy.