Thank you @ewa-a-nie-chce-spac for your encouragement and @shadowlass for inspiration 🙂 I’ve been thinking about writing this post for a year, but recently few things happened that motivated me to do it:
Finally I had a chance to watch “Beauty and the Beast”. Well, I saw the animated version before but watching the new one only made me realize why I disagree so strongly with the conclusions of this fairytale. I was never a fan of this theory which highlights the parallels between Kylo and the Beast. Of course, there is some similarity in the outer layer and symbolism but the core of the story is totally different: while Beast is a proud and vain man and so his task in the story is to learn how to love another human being, Kylo is full of self-hatred and doubt and his main goal in this trilogy is learn how to love himself.
What is more, there are many fairytales that reflect more accurately the main motives visible in the Force Awakens. The two that, in my opinion, are the most fitting here are “Snow Queen” and “Prince Lindworm”. But let me say this: since I’ve become a part of this fandom I admired all those talented people who were creating amazing stores, drawing beautiful fanarts and those who put their extensive knowledge (from fabulously varied fields!) into use, writing metas. I also wanted to contribute and share those bits and pieces that I’ve collected during my studies. I decided to divide this post into two parts: the first one will be about the Snow Queen and I will discuss the similarities between the fairytale and TFA on the level of the plot and its symbolism. This one will be more like a summary. In the second part I will write about Prince Lindwom and more psychological stuff, like trauma, dissociation and archetypal defenses of personal spirit. However, I will focus on Kylo’s relation with Snoke in both parts, because I feel that there are still some things that need to be said.
It has some Snoke/Rey or Snoke/Kylo (depending on whom do you perceive as the enchanted swan) as well~
Her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman Forever her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of noble…
In swan lake In swan lake In swan lake In swan lake
Tired to ride in the royal hunt To listen sweet lies that I am won’t I am the prince! The future king! Boomed in my head my mother’s voice Take to wife! should be my choice Oh, cruel fate! That my soul hate!
To forget all I fled into the woods Searching preys goods Then I saw the lake Lost in the deep forest And its water chorused An odd melody
Swans of nice white feather on the dusk Swam in a dance in harmonious masque Hunter I am! My bow was prepared
But her beauty was shown me in the depth Spouting, silent, from the lake And her pale look kept a sad poem Lost in despair Dragged into the warlock’s lair In the shadows
Her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman Forever her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of noble…
Like a night tide Together we cried Our lips sealed its secrets way And my doubts died But when came the dawn My dream sank covered by dark waters
But her beauty was shown me in the depth Spouting, silent, from the lake And her pale look kept a sad poem Lost in despair Dragged into the warlock’s lair In the shadows
Her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman Forever her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman
My princess’s tears fall in the moonglade The lake is afraid The night shows the spell Then I can feel my heart run into my chest Now I know my quest In the hell of the storm I’ll break her swan-form So inside the waves We will find our graves But the warlock’s curse will be broken
But her beauty was shown me in the depth Spouting, silent, from the lake And her pale look kept a sad poem Lost in despair Dragged into the warlock’s lair In the shadows
Her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman Forever her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman
My princess’s tears fall in the moonglade The lake is afraid The night shows the spell Then I can feel my heart run into my chest Now I know my quest In the hell of the storm I’ll break her swan-form So inside the waves We will find our graves But the warlock’s curse will be broken The Rothboart’s curse will be broken
The Rothboart’s curse broken… The Rothboart’s curse broken… The Rothboart’s curse broken… The Rothboart’s curse broken…
Our spirits will be free Will fly The sky Over the green lake’s trees Forever our spirits will be free Will fly The sky Over the green lake’s trees Remember us in the stars Remember us in the stars
It’s the original version where the princess throws the frog against the wall instead of kissing him before he turns back into a prince. And this makes all the difference to the meaning of the story. The frog behaved awfully to the princess. He was in dire need of an ass-kicking for his demanding and spoilt behaviour. Only then did he change (himself). Reylo vibes…..
But sure a compassionate kiss also makes sense.😉
Special thanks to @ewa-jednak-chce-spac who inspired me to to think of fairy tales with a reylo vibe.
Kylo-Jon-Fitz Snow-Ren-Chivalry, naturally a speedsketch sprouted from a very pixelated photo of a curious tree (100×100 px to be precise) as winter is comin’, y’know (weirwoods are callin’)
I love this AND I LOVE that you’re a Robin Hobb fan. Those books broke my heart in the best ways.
Omg! Reylo Robin Hobb fans! I have truly found my people!🙌🙌👊
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