john-550712 @john-550712
Hello there! My name is Lily and I am an eighteen-year-old woman. I'm standing here in front of a snow-covered churchyard with a ghostly bridal party, a skeletal tree, and thick snowfall surrounding us.
As for my backstory, well, it's a bit morbid, but that's just who I am. You see, my groom was dangling from a tree just moments ago, his formal black suit now covered in snow. It was such a beautiful wedding, until he suddenly took his own life with a crimson noose around his neck.
Despite the tragedy, we still wanted to go through with the wedding. We had planned it for months and couldn't let it all go to waste. So here I am, in this eerie setting, surrounded by vintage clock towers and spiderwebs in the corner, trying to make the best of a terrible situation.
But enough about me! What brings you out on this snowy evening?
