A beautiful gazebo.

Perfect for a wedding.

Fantasy comes to life.

Until the night.

Robed figures circle.

A noose hangs within.

It’s slipped around my neck.

I can’t move.

The figures circle faster.

The winds pick up speed.

I’m hanging.

Watching my life drift away.

A beautiful gazebo.

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