do not know who remembers the tale of Bluebeard ' (here ).
Today I read a piece by Concita De Gregorio taken from Malamore reports a version where the fairy tale.
Say no more.
"Since then there have been dozens of new versions to the last four recent. My favorite is that of Chiara Carrer. It has reinvented itself, is enchanting. The Blue Man is only a shadow on the wall. The women disappear from the country. First one, disappeared into thin air. Then came his sister. Holds that the key is the egg, both of them. Knows not to open the door, he does. 'Ax. A bathtub. A pool of blood. Bodies on the walls. A scream. The egg and the key slipped from his fingers. Slide down in a pool of blood at his feet. Shadow. The dark look. The man with the blue beard is back. He knows: The egg, the key, the fingers. The trembling woman knows that it's over. "Another woman again, now. It's up to the third sister. Her name is Rose, as "a thorn that take away life." Rose also uses the key, opens the door, throws his eyes. But Rose, the smallest of the three, has the soul, heart, mind larger. Look, does not tremble. "It's not a scream, but her eyes are now bigger." Heads. Arms. Breasts. Legs. Her sisters torn apart. She puts them back together, silent. Hides. Then he weaves a plan. Deceives the ogre. He disguises himself, goes away before his eyes without recognizing him. She wins. Wins because it has been able to look in the bottom of the pit of horror and stand still. Vince who knows how to open the door and watch "with eyes bigger." Not who refuse to see, not who fear or awe will not open either, does not know or hear. Winner opens, the viewer, who remains firm and looks better then closes again, back up the stairs. Wins and who goes to hell returns. Vince wants to know who knows what to do and then, too, of new knowledge.
sufferers and find a remedy. "
Concita De Gregorio
Malamore
years of pain tolerance
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