"These are the stories I tell by the water
These are the stories I tell in the moonlight
These are the stories I sing along to
If you find them please love them too"
The dactylography said her name was Sandy. She was a bachelorette living in New York, engaged to a man capable of giving her the world. Everybody thought she was very lucky, with fancy materials and worldwide trips. But when you saw the other side of events Sandy's world was like an ugly cacophony, with an emotionless fiancé, high expectations from his world and lack of stars in the sky.
One day they flew to another country to hold the wedding. The pressure was bigger, the shouts grew louder. When Sandy finally got a rest from all the preparations she took a chance to see the biggest show of stars she ever witnessed. She felt air in her lungs; A rush of freedom she never felt before, and was not willing to let go.
The day of the wedding arrived, and the earcon of the "Wedding March" quickly played in the church. Sandy was nervous, but she had to go along with her heart. When she stood in front of her groom she abjured from the whole charade, and ran away to her freedom.
Nobody knows where she went or what she did with her life, but be assured that she is somewhere watching the galaxy every night.
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