One story ends pretty abruptly, but that’s how it goes when the protagonist is murdered. The other involves marrying your grandma. I don’t even care what the rest of the story was about beyond that.

What do you do if you’re poor as hell, but have a beautiful daughter? Sell her off to a white bear for money.

You know what takes a fairy tale from average to ‘top-shelf’? A yellow dwarf sitting in a tree eating oranges. Everyone dies in the end.

‘The Bronze Ring’ is the story of hubris. ‘Prince Hyacinth…’ is about how you should hope you’re never born ugly.

When a student’s idea of a ‘fun vacation’ is to just to be alone in an empty house so he can study- it’s about a fun as you’d expect.

The story of two men who’s love is cut short by a spectral warning.

Terror comes in all guises. Even in the form of a clerical error.

If you give your wife a disturbing pet-name like, “my pussy” you know the story isn’t going to turn out good.