Sleeping Beauty retold by Gina Golden
Once upon a time, a king and queen were at last blessed with a baby daughter. They invited every fairy in the realm to her christening, but they forgot one. Insulted, that thirteenth fairy arrived uninvited and pronounced a curse: on her sixteenth birthday, the princess would prick her finger on a spindle and die. A kinder fairy softened the curse: the princess would sleep instead, and the whole kingdom would sleep with her, until a true love's kiss freed her. The king ordered every spinning wheel burned. The years passed, and the princess grew kind, clever, and beautiful. On her sixteenth birthday she wandered up a forgotten tower stair, where an old woman sat working at a smuggled spindle. The princess touched it once, and the curse came true. The kingdom fell asleep around her, and a great hedge of thorns swallowed the castle whole. A hundred years passed. At last a brave prince fought his way through the thorns, found the sleeping princess, and woke her with a kiss. The kingdom stirred, the thorns withered, and they all lived happily ever after.