[ WP ] Rewrite a fairytale/myth/legend to include Lovecraftian elements .

`` There is power in dreaming.'' 
 
 The once queen looked up from her place in the dark. The voice had whispered in her ear, yet nobody was there. 
 
 `` Who are you?'' she asked, her voice still regal despite the terror that gripped her. `` Where am I?'' She tried to stand, but there is no standing in the void. Her legs, if they were even still attached to her, pressed uselessly against the nothingness. 
 
 `` You sent me to a dreaming death, yet you did n't understand the powers that you were dealing with.'' 
 
 There was ground beneath the queen now, at least a little bit of it. It glowed a ghostly white, and between her feet she could see a crimson apple with a single bite taken from it. 
 
 `` Your spell took me to R'lyeh,'' said a voice behind her. She whirled around. `` And now I've come back for you.'' 
 
 The pale girl with the black hair stumbled forward out of the darkness. Her briny clothes clung to her slender form, the fabric ripped and torn and unraveling from her limbs. In her hands, she held a box of ebony and silver, with a clasp that was made from the halves of a red ruby heart. 
 
 The queen recoiled, but the once Snow White grabbed her by the arm. Bones cracked beneath the girl's slender fingers, and the older woman wailed. 
 
 `` Now tell me Your Highness,'' the girl said as her mouth melted into a mass of ghostly tentacles, `` *WHO'S THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL? *'' 
 
 The queen's final scream was interrupted as the pseudopods grabbed her face. She felt two burning, clawing tentacles tear down her throat, ripping through her esophagus, and wrapping themselves around her bitter, twisted heart. 
 
 `` *Ia, ia*,'' whispered the girl to her like a lover. `` *Cthulhu fhtagn! *''
