Fairy Tale Adaptation for Writing the Graphic Narrative
Setting: Inside a cathedral. A wedding has just taken place, the court is assembled and everyone is rejoicing.
Panel A: The court is assembled, it is the end of the ceremony. You can see the King and his new bride at the front of the altar.
Priest: "...May the new Queen live long and be loved by all"
Panel B: King with his hands on a young girl's shoulders. She is in her early teens, about thirteen or fourteen. She is a very beautiful young girl, but with cold eyes and a blank face. The girl is deathly pale, with snowy blonde hair and clear blue eyes.
King: "Darling Snow, we are a family now. Be good to her, because she is now your mother."
Panel C: Close up of the girl. She looks up, her eyes hollow.
Snow White: "You are not my mother."
Setting: Various places around the castle
Panel A: New Queen with Snow White. The Queen is making an effort to talk to the girl, all she does is stare.
Queen Narrating: "And for a time, i tried to be a good mother to her..."
Panel B: Snow looking back, Queen in the foreground walking away, looking slightly frustrated.
Queen NArrating: "...but there was no helping that girl."
Panel C: Queen giving Snow a puppy.
Panel D: Snow staring blankly at the puppy in her hands.
Panel E: Bloody remains of the puppy strewn about the floor.
Setting: Queen's bedchamber.
Panel A: Queen coming her hair, we see her from the front. Something lurks in the doorway behind her.
Panel B: We see the Queen from behind, her reflection in the mirror. She looks up and sees show standing there in the doorway, hands dripping in blood.
Panel C: Queen turns around, panicked. There is no one there.
Panel D: Head in her hands. Walking towards the bed.
Queen: "I need sleep..."
Panel E: pulls back the covers to find a mangled animal corpse.
Panel F: Screams echoing in the hallway.
Setting: Queen's bedchamber again.
Panel A: Snow white in at the vanity in the Queen's room. She is holding a comb, and a bottle in the other hand. Snow is pouring the contents of the bottle carefully onto the teeth of the comb.
Panel B: Snow stops because she can see the Queen from the mirror on the vanity. The Queen watches in horror.
Panel C: Close up of the Queen. She looks horrified.
Queen: "That... That's poison!"
Panel D: The Queen rushes towards Snow.
Queen: "You mean to kill me!"
Setting: Queen's bedchamber
Panel A: Bottle of poison crashed to the ground.
Panel B: Snow is running down the hallway. The Queen runs after her, looking panicked, slightly mad.
Queen: "Don't let her escape! Grab her!"
Panel C: Maids come to the Queen as other watch Snow flee. The servants look terribly confused.
Queen: "She's evil! She means to kill me! We can not let her leave!"
Panel D: Snow riding away from the castle on a black horse, a billowing cloak around her. Screams of the Queen echoing from the castle.
Queen: "Get her! GET HER!"
Panel A: People riding through the forest.
Queen Narrating: "They searched high and low for that 'poor, scared girl' "
Panel B: King sobbing.
Queen Narrating: "I lost favor with my husband. Rumors swirled that it was I who was trying to poison the girl."
Panel C: Queen donning a riding rood.
Queen Narrating: "So I tried harder than anyone to find her, to redeem myself and bring her back, unharmed."
Panel D: The Queen in the forest with her search party. Seven men are with her.
Panel A: Queen on a horse, looking around. Search party behind her.
Panel B: Girl in a shroud approaches the party with a basket of apples.
Girl: "If I may be so bold, I offer these meager refreshments to you, Your Majesty"
Panel C: Queen holding an apple, while the girl passes them out to the men. Some are already eating.
Queen: "We thank you for your kindness, young lady."
Panel D: Queen takes a bite.
Panel E: Queen in the background, with the apple still at her lips, with a single bit out of it. The men in the foreground are starting to hack and cough, some spitting up blood.
Panel A: Queen throws apple, while clutching at her throat. The men around have fallen.
Panel B: The horse the Queen is sitting on rears up, the Queen is falling. The girl is seen standing in front of the horse, probably the one who spooked it.
Panel C: From the Queen's point of view, the world looks hazy. The girl is standing over her, pulling back her hood, revealing long blonde hair.
Panel D: World goes black.
Snow White: "You are not my mother."