A Shadow in the Woods

The wedding took place in the forest, amidst nature and birdsong. There were 10 people, all barefoot, the forest moss soft beneath their soles.

I watched from the treetop as the groom led the bride to the stream, her white dress floating, ethereal like her nature.

She knelt before him, and he crowned her with a wreath of purple aster he had crafted. She cupped her hands in the water, and he knelt down beside her and drank from her palms.

A frenzy of dancing broke out, lasting until dawn. I drifted away fading in the sunlight, defeated by love.