It is a tale as old as the mountains, as old as the storms that howl down from snow-capped peaks, as old as the whispering specters that lurk deep in an ancient forest...
A little maid lives in a secret valley, far from the villages and towns in the world beyond. One day she picks up her wicker basket and draws her red hood up to ward off the chill wind that stirs the falling leaves. Once again, she journeys across the forest to grandmother's cottage. At first, all seems well, but as she walks the silent path, she hears a voice call out to her, a voice that seems kind and gentle...
~This is a tale of trickery, temptation, and teeth~
~This is a tale of hunger, horror, and hoods~
~This is a tale of running, roses, and rage~
~This is a tale of Little Red Raging Hood~
The Curious Tale of Little Red Raging Hood: A Little Werewomen™ Story
