"Right, right. This way, the black fairy tales are hard to taint." Shiyu Ling said happily, "And the Thousand and One Nights have another interesting feature. At the end of this story, the brutal king is moved by the stories told by the woman over a thousand nights, and he reforms to become a wise king. This makes real-world violence become part of the fairy tale, with evil being transformed into beauty. If I were to combine this transformative feature with my daffodil..."
Shiyu Ling bolded the large circle around "fairy tale" and wiped away the ghost face representing a black fairy tale, drawing a brand new smiley face instead.
"The bloody violence of black fairy tales can then be under my control." Shiyu Ling put down the black pen, flicked her long hair proudly, "Now, I am the witch who rules over fairy tales, and no one can attack me with dreamy powers."
