Writing Prompts - Day 48
Sunlight filtered through the fragrant branches overhead, patterning the rows of simple alabaster chairs with spots. Dewdrops dripped from freshly planted rose bushes that grew to maturity overnight while vines strangled the ornate matrimonial archway. Though no one had arrived for the ceremony yet I could feel the buzz of feverish excitement in the air around the site; the hand fasting ceremony was mere hours away and everything was set. high neck wedding dress
I stepped ...
