Tuesday 20 December 2011

Prologue- The Story that Never Was

------The Cathedral bells ring. Slow, reverberating, and peaceful. The doors adorned with white roses and laces for a special occasion taking place today. The lovely chirping of birds and the radiant weather was all just too perfect. Everything felt as if they were mocking Seraphine. She had dreaded this day since the encounter 6 months ago. It wasn't her choice to make, but a duty to fulfill. One she hated very much. "They used to say, weddings are one of the happiest moments in a girl's life," she thought to herself, "How ironic."------