The Bride’s Choice – Original Fiction

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Promised to a being that lives in the waters between her village and the rest of the world, a young woman walks to what will surely be her doom.

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I walk until I see the shoreline, the hem of my white wedding dress turning darker and darker with every step that I take dragging it through the mud and silt that line the path down to the sea.

Every single step that I take reminds me that I am not doing this for myself. I am not striding towards my death and doom because I want to find myself carried away or crushed by whatever it is that lives in the murky waters between my village’s land and the outside world.Read More »