Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by everyone who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child.
Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else; so she was always called 'Little Red- Cap.'
So he walked for a short time by the side of Little Red-Cap, and then he said: ’See, Little Red-Cap, how pretty the flowers are about here–why do you not look round? I believe,too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds are singing; you walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry.’
Little Red-Cap raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought: ’Suppose I take grandmother a fresh nosegay; that would please her too. It is so early in the day that I shall still get there in good time’;
and so she ran from the path into the wood to look for flowers. 
And whenever she had picked one, she fancied that she saw a still prettier one farther on, and ran after it, and so got deeper and deeper into the wood.
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this is the result of my photography series of the story "little Red Cap" by The Brother's Grimm. i have yet to work on the pieces of the wolf. i'm thinking of illustration for it, perhaps? shooting in forests is so wondrous by the way
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