Twist to Bluebeard Tale. #WillYouShave
Here I come, Bluebeard. With long black beard, blue tinges in it. Wealthy and handsome I make woo. Ladies beautiful and charming, falling to my trap. I, the most eligible bachelor of town, With property and a castle of my own. Castle so enormous and enchanting, Has garden and church in its wing. Bad luck cursed me in chapter of marriage, I marry and every wife die at naïve age. People wonder what the reason is. I say my bad luck is behind it. A lady beautiful and fine, came to my heart, Wooing her I made a proposal with art. She at once agreed and gave her consent. I wondered it’s me or the gigantic castle? Leaving my bride at my house, I had to wonder for my bread. With business abroad and tasks to handle, I asked for her consent for travelling abroad. With heavy hearted she approved and I left. Giving her keys of the castle, showing her all the floors. Each and every room with great ease....