The woman in white, Easthill's own Snow White walked down the aisle. Adam. Adam and his melted chocolate eyes now melting her heart with every step she took towards him at the alter. Black petals Brielle walked upon towards her fate a future. Black petals? Why black?
She was now one step away from being part of Adam, part of Summerfay forever. As she approached he glanced up in horror. She spun around. A ghostly figure slithered up the aisle, step, by, step. NO! Who was this man? What did he want? Before he could do anything Brielle cried out; 'I love you Adam.' The groom nodded in reconisition. The man touched her shoulder whipping her round to face him. Luther.
Luther grew black feathers evolving slowly until magic surrounded them. Dark magic. She could never see Adam again. Before the fifthly power leaked over completely Adam spoke.
'I trusted you Brielle. You don't belong here. You don't belong with me.' A stunning blonde appeared at his side. 'Just leave...LEAVE ME!!'
Brielle woke up.
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Feather Star
FantasyRunning away from her betrothed fate, Brielle escapes to Summerfay, a city in the stars. There she meets Adam where as romance blooms, something darker lurks on the horizon causing them to be seperated. Will Bre get to Adam in time before its all to...
