The Cinder Feast: The Truth Behind Cinderella
At midnight, the magic didn’t end. The hunger began

Old French folktales tell of Ella de Rochefort, a scullery maid who served a duchess rumored to dabble in dark feasts — gatherings where guests consumed enchanted foods that made them beautiful for a night, but left them hollow by dawn.
Ella begged to attend one, and the duchess agreed — giving her a dress stitched with silk spun from spider cocoons and slippers made from bone ash.
When the clock struck twelve, the feast ended, and the magic demanded payment. Each guest turned to dust except Ella, who had eaten nothing.
But hunger has its own magic. By sunrise, she was found in the cellar, devouring handfuls of cinders, her teeth blackened, her skin shimmering like glass.
Her house was burned, but villagers still claim to see her shadow at banquets — always near the fire, always smiling.


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