As Snow White traveled throughout her castle, the cries got louder and louder, as she approached an old dusty door.
At first glance the door looked like all the other doors, which just means that the door was made of wood like all the other doors, but in face as Snow White pushed the door open, she winced, for the door was cold, as if iron. Why are all the other doors wooden, while this door is an iron door? What sort of secrets could be hidden throughout this iron door?
Snow hesitated to open the door because she was scared of the reason was behind this door being iron. What secrets could be hidden amongst the door? Whatever was inside that door was most likely scaring whoever this person was behind the sobs. As Snow White grabbed the handle to the iron door, she kept telling herself that she wanted to make this person happy and as she walked in this room, she lit a candle to see that there were so much cobwebs and spiders. This should not be so hard to help this person out. It is not like I am traveling to a different world again.
As Snow White delved deeper into the room, she could hear the continued cries getting louder and louder. She had to keep going, but without realizing it, the cobwebs were becoming tree-like at every step she took in this room. Snow White only looked around the room when a squirrel scampered before her. This so-called iron door became another world. The woods. Snow White looked around again and then saw a little girl in front of her who was crying. She was the source of the cries that she heard last night.
Snow White looked to the little girl and felt the urge to wipe away her tears, but when she did so, the little girl, ran away from her and the little girl hid. Snow White recalled an image of how the huntsman tried to kill her, but could not and let her run into the forest and hide. That is how she met the seven dwarves. Snow White had to be gentler because this girl seemed to be scared to death.
"I'm so sorry, little one, I just want to help you," Snow White said as she quickly looked for where the little girl had gone. "Are you lost, little one? How can I help you?" Snow White continued to say.
The little girl popped her head behind a tree that Snow White did not even notice. Snow White continued to talk to her, but Snow kept her distance this time because the little girl could run away again. "Little one," Snow White beckoned to her, "I am not here to harm you. Please, tell me what troubles you?"
The little girl came out from behind the tree and walked over to Snow White. The little girl then held Snow's hand and looked to Snow White saying, "my name is Hilda and I've gotten lost while I was in the forest picking flowers for my stepmother."
Snow White nodded toward Hilda and without thinking walked with the little girl to her village and as they walked a couple of miles to find the village where Hilda was from. As Snow White tried to talk to Hilda again, she did not answer anymore. As they walked together in the sound of silence, Snow White did not notice that Hilda's hands slipped out of Snow's hand, as Hilda ran straight ahead to a small village.
Snow White smiled and felt so happy that she was able to help Hilda, but as she started to take her leave, a man's voice came from behind her.
"Excuse me, miss, I have not seen you before. You must not be from around here. Let me ask you a few questions," the man said.
Snow White spoke without turning toward him and said, "Well, I was just helping Hilda, cute kid, by the way, out, but sadly I cannot stay."
"You know, miss, it is quite rude to speak to someone without facing them. Please, face me while you explain yourself."
Snow White smirked at his response of her not being able to stay and whirled around on her heel. She looked at the man who she was talking to and almost fainted at the sight of him. He was quite handsome with an extraordinary smile and eyes that could make you melt. His features screamed, handsome.
"Ahh, that's better," the man smiled a quite extraordinary smile, "I am the sheriff of this town and my name is Bartholomew Hunts, but you can call me Bartholomew or by my nickname from the town, Huntsman."
Snow White stared at him and was entrapped by his gaze, which made Huntsman smirk at her, knowing that she would not tell him her name.
"Why won't you tell me your name, ma'am?" he said, as he trapped her from leaving the village by entrapping her to the entrance wall. Snow White could barely speak because the Huntsman was too handsome with his warm and entrapping eyes and neatly shaved beard. Snow White tried to avoid making eye contact. Huntsman watched her squirm and whispered into her ear, again asking her name again. His breath was so warm against her ear and soon Snow White could not take it anymore.
"Huntsman, please, I shall tell my name to you. Just let me go. I can hardly take it anymore," but unfortunately Huntsman did not let her go until she spoke of her name. Huntsman smirked at her, as he waited for Snow White to tell him of her name. "I see you will not let me go until I speak of my name," Snow White took a breath and stared into Huntsman's eyes. His blue eyes, which could make you melt if you stared into them for so long. "My name is Snow White, Huntsman" she said as if she was entranced.
He beamed a smile at her and tilted her face up to face his. "Ahh, finally you talk to me properly," he let Snow White leave from his trapping move and watched her leave the village now. Thoughts ran through her head, as she walked over to the entrance of the village. A barrier stopped her from leaving the village.
"What the heck, why can I not get out of this place," Snow White practically shouted."
Snow White looked back at Huntsman and he just grinned. "I believe that the girl you helped, Hilda Grim, was playing with magic spells again. I guess this time she made a barrier. She is part witch, you know. Well, at least, she is being raised by a witch, Huntsman said, as he rustled his hair. "Anyways, where are my manners, looks like you are stuck in our little village and even under your own circumstances, I welcome you to our village."
Hilda Grim????? That was Snow White's stepmother's name. This little girl was Grimhilda. She was stuck in her stepmother's time.
Snow White could hardly believe this. What was she going to do, if she stayed in this village, would something happen to her own timeline. She remembered something that Doc said about time travel. "If you find yourself time traveling, be careful, for if you change something, something will change. It could be dire or a good thing. No, if you change something, there is some dire consequences that will happen. Be careful, Snow White.
Snow White had been living in the village for so long that she almost forgot about her life with Florian and the seven dwarves back in the castle that she used to live in.
How could she forget the life she had with Florian and the seven dwarves.
If Snow White could not find a way out of this village, then she would forget her present or past life that she had in her own time. Wait, if Snow White did not make a time stamp in this world, then she could disappear out of existence.