Description
Twice he had saved her life. The first time he had defied an evil queen. On the second occasion, he had encountered a group of dwarves mourning her. He stopped to pay his respects. Gazing upon her, he could not resist a gentle kiss. It awoke her from a sleeping curse.
They were happy together... for a time. They were never really certain whether it was something within themselves or some external force that slowly drew them apart. Eventually, they went their separate ways, parting on good terms. Still caring for the other, but somehow the deep love they'd had for one another had grown cold.
Over the years, they would cross paths. They would try to rekindle what was lost, but the spark never really ignited. Perhaps it was a final curse from the evil queen. Yet, they both lived on...and on...
Decades passed. Then a century or two. Snow White and the Huntsman would see each other again and again, and though surprised by their longevity, they would never try to reconnect for longer than a night or two before moving on nor did they consider any deeper meaning behind their continued existence.