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This is probably the most beautiful illustrations to Red Riding Hood that I've ever seen. The wolf figure is pure evil and it oozes temptation mixed with deception.




And then you have a complete reversal!




One day I met a wolf.
At first, I was on my guard. Well do I know the story of Little Red Riding Hood . . .
So, I kept my distance.
After watching for a long time, I understood that this wolf was quite respectable.
We began to play together
with a ball, with a skipping rope. Sometimes, I don’t know why,
that wolf became hateful.
He frightened me.
Pinched my flowers.
Or trampled on them.
Just look at that!
Then we no longer spoke to each other. But the very next day,
“Ah! My Wolf . . .”
“Ah! My Violette . . .”
When I was sick he
looked after me.
And I brushed his ears
when they were dusty.
One evening, I discovered a letter, hidden under my pillow.
Dear Violette
I have too gruff
a voice to tell you this
“you are wonderful” your wolf
Day after day my Wolf
gained confidence.
And last Monday he said to me:
“Violette, what nice feet you have!”
“The better to dance with, my Wolf.” “Violette, what a sweet voice you have!” “The better to enchant you with, my Wolf.”

“Violette, your hands are so beautiful!”
“The better to caress you with, my Wolf.” And while reciting those lovely compliments, he devoured me with his eyes,
with his eyes only.
Can you imagine?
Such wolves are so rare,
I kept him.
He looks after me when I am sick.
I brush his ears
when they are too dirty
and the rest of the time we play
and sing “Let’s go for a walk in the woods.”


Source: Becket, Sandra L. Revisioning Red Riding Hood around the world.