Guest Posted December 3, 2006 Share Posted December 3, 2006 The Red Shoes has to be one of the horriblest stories ever told!! (at least the original HCA story - I haven't seen the fillum) She danced, and was obliged to go on dancing through the dark night. The shoes bore her away over thorns and stumps till she was all torn and bleeding; she danced away over the heath to a lonely little house. Here, she knew, lived the executioner; and she tapped with her finger at the window and said: “Come out, come out! I cannot come in, for I must dance.” And the executioner said: “I don’t suppose you know who I am. I strike off the heads of the wicked, and I notice that my axe is tingling to do so.” “Don’t cut off my head!” said Karen, “for then I could not repent of my sin. But cut off my feet with the red shoes.” And then she confessed all her sin, and the executioner struck off her feet with the red shoes; but the shoes danced away with the little feet across the field into the deep forest. And he carved her a pair of wooden feet and some crutches, and taught her a psalm which is always sung by sinners; she kissed the hand that guided the axe, and went away over the heath. “Now, I have suffered enough for the red shoes,” she said; “I will go to church, so that people can see me.” And she went quickly up to the church-door; but when she came there, the red shoes were dancing before her, and she was frightened, and turned back. horrible, horrible, horrible.. you can read the whole sorry (and horrid) tale here: http://hca.gilead.org.il/red_shoe.html Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Karen & co. Posted December 3, 2006 Share Posted December 3, 2006 That's definately not the version I have seen It's much more of a love story karen x Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...