fairy-tails:

Princess and the Pea

by Margaret W. Tarrant

fairy-tails:

Princess and the Pea

by Margaret W. Tarrant


fairytalemood:

art by Brünhild Schlötter (1942)

fairytalemood:

art by Brünhild Schlötter (1942)


fairytalemood:

“The Snow Queen” by Debra McFarlane

fairytalemood:

“The Snow Queen” by Debra McFarlane


fairytalemood:

“Thumbelina” by Krista Huot

fairytalemood:

“Thumbelina” by Krista Huot

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by Charles Santore

by Charles Santore

(Source: mydelineatedlife.blogspot.com)


artofnarrative:

Sulamith Wulfing ~ Floating ~ The Little Mermaid

artofnarrative:

Sulamith Wulfing ~ Floating ~ The Little Mermaid


by Charles Santore

by Charles Santore

(Source: yassena.livejournal.com)


fairytalemood:

art by Junichi Nakahara

fairytalemood:

art by Junichi Nakahara


On the evenings when the mermaids rose through the water like this, arm in arm, their youngest sister stayed behind all alone, looking after them and wanting to weep. But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.

"The Little Mermaid" by Hans Christian Andersen

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Beyond it [the witch’s] house lay in the middle of a weird forest, where all the trees and shrubs were polyps, half animal and half plant. They looked like hundred-headed snakes growing out of the soil. All their branches were long, slimy arms, with fingers like wriggling worms. They squirmed, joint by joint, from their roots to their outermost tentacles, and whatever they could lay hold of they twined around and never let go. The little mermaid was terrified, and stopped at the edge of the forest. Her heart thumped with fear and she nearly turned back, but then she remembered the Prince and the souls that men have, and she summoned her courage. She bound her long flowing locks closely about her head so that the polyps could not catch hold of them, folded her arms across her breast, and darted through the water like a fish, in among the slimy polyps that stretched out their writhing arms and fingers to seize her. She saw that every one of them held something that it had caught with its hundreds of little tentacles, and to which it clung as with strong hoops of steel. The white bones of men who had perished at sea and sunk to these depths could be seen in the polyps’ arms. Ships’ rudders, and seamen’s chests, and the skeletons of land animals had also fallen into their clutches, but the most ghastly sight of all was a little mermaid whom they had caught and strangled.

"The Little Mermaid" by Hans Christian Andersen

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