Down the road and exotic fairy tale

She decided to continue on to the next set of door’s. As she continues to run through this never ending maze her feet suddenly stopped as she came to several different doors. More than the usual two options appeared before her.

As she looked at several tales that sat before her she could only shudder at the sick soul who would corrupt the spirit of fairy tale of all things.

As she observed the pair of glass heels which appeared to be just her size;

The next door had Excalibur’s sealed in stone with only her being the only woman who can free it;

The next door had a lamp; as it said something about Dijin. Her mother always said to never to trust a dijin;

A Mirror: “mirror, mirror on the wall who is the vainest heroine of them all?”

The scarlet high heel: there maybe no place like home but those heel may not lead her home;