Storytelling Quote
The Storyteller: There was one among the mourners who's heart was ice, who's soul was cold, who's smile was sly. Who's brain raced ahead to the day when the king would want to ease his loneliness. And the which, for which she was, fixed her dry eyes on the king and schemed.
Witch: Mine...
The Storyteller: She schemed...
Witch: Mine, all mine. And you may well weep.
Witch: Mine...
The Storyteller: She schemed...
Witch: Mine, all mine. And you may well weep.
Movie: Storytelling
