Snow White: Book 1 Chapter 2

Verse 1
Standing in the way of the Just is not an option.

Punishing the Righteous is not an option.

An impartial judge will serve as law,

and the righteous hammer

will serve as order.

So it is in the name of these values that I offer these countless lives

to ensure that my Masters may live again.

That

is my justice.

Are you conflicted, Snow?

About what? My path? Or my feelings?

That is a pointless question. I'm not conflicted in the least.

That's right! I mean, you are justice after all.

Yes! Kill the bad guys! Tear off their legs!

Verse 2
It was buried under snow.

I would not stray a single step.

For the light of justice was my guide.

Verse 3
Oh, how unsightly.

How pitiful.

I shall take your life...

In return for a moment of pain and eternal peace.

Verse 4
I swung my weapon with all my might.

My eyes narrowed at the spray of red.

My heart remained unmoved.

It proved me righteous.

Verse 5
I may be understood by none and denounced by all,

but I will not slow my footsteps.

For I have but one wish.

Verse 6
I awoke in the darkness, soaked in sweat.

Whose cries did I hear?

Not mine. They could not have been mine.

For I am in the right.

Verse 7
My stifled emotions cry out with every foe I slaughter.

But I weigh them down so they sink into the deep depths of my heart.

Verse 8
I had a dream.

It was kind and sweet.

Cloying and saccharine.

I had to awaken, lest it take me.

Verse 9
The nightmares come.

Escape, run, run, escape.

I must remain clean and chaste.

I will stay pure for you.

Verse 10
What is that? It is me.

Who are you? I am you.

This is our form, full of warped thoughts and a twisted wish.

Now have a bite of this---

Poison in the guise of an apple.

Self-righteousness in the guise of justice.

This

is the story

of another Snow.

That nightmare...Is it me?

But it's bad, isn't it? It isn't justice, is it?

Off with their heads! Off with all of their heads!

Right? Right, Snow?

My corrupted blood stains my limbs and soaks my cheeks.

What have you corrupted?

What have you done wrong?

I heard no response,

only an echoing, raucous laugh.

Snow saw it now.

Justice lit the ground below her feet.

But all it revealed was that she stood at the cliff's edge.

Discordant Poem
I found a path and decided to proceed.

But...

Was it the right one?

Countless brilliant thought glitter like stardust.

On the inside, they ooze in much, reeking of blood-laced vomit.

That is one possibility.

One ugly form she could have taken.

Just look at the grinning nightmares nestled against Snow's back.