They're lost and trying to find their way and they can't but it's only because they don't understand the rules. The forest has rules and you have to follow them.
The path always bends to the right. The third son is always the bravest. The grandmother is never what she seems. Names have power. The answer to the riddle is always 'nothing' or 'a person' or something you've never heard of. One twin always lies and the other twin always tells the truth. Straw always spins into gold.
And there are always happy endings. Somewhere. Somehow.
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They're lost and trying to find their way and they can't but it's only because they don't understand the rules. The forest has rules and you have to follow them.
The path always bends to the right. The third son is always the bravest. The grandmother is never what she seems. Names have power. The answer to the riddle is always 'nothing' or 'a person' or something you've never heard of. One twin always lies and the other twin always tells the truth. Straw always spins into gold.
And there are always happy endings. Somewhere. Somehow.
Those are the rules.