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Something I did in english class, we had to write two accounts of a wedding; one happy, the other sad.
4 o'clock: and lacking church bells at their outdoor ceremony, they had instead rented one from a music store and enlisted the drummer the play it out. The aisle was lined with orchids that wafted in the cool spring afternoon. The bride was taking her own meandering path down the carefully winding lane she had planned months before, with a bridesmaid trailing serenely behind, the modest train held delicately in her fingers.
As she turned the last corner, the groom felt her heart start beating hard in anticipation. Even behind a gossamer veil, her loves eyes still drew her into their tranquil depths, into their loving embrace.
As the bride came to the front of the assembled guests, Homura felt her heart clench at the beauty that she had laid claim to. The way she moved; as of a dancer. The way she smiled; as of a saint. The way she loved; perfectly. As one they faced forward.
The priest was a friend of theirs, and smiled broadly at the two of them; a toothy grin and twinkling eyes framed by long red hair pulled back carefully for the solemn occasion. Homura could feel herself blushing, made all the more noticeable by her own dark hair and she could hear the bridesmaids chuckling discretely at her discomfort.
Winking at them, the priest moved ahead, the grin never leaving her face. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of these two souls." Homura stopped listening after that, choosing instead to gaze, enraptured, on the woman who was to be her wife.
Homura was broken out of her reverie when Madoka's hand found hers, lifting them up before saying the magic words: "I do."
Blushing in embarrassment from having been found out and from the priest's ever-present grin, Homura waited for her own cue, before her own wonderful "I do."
Dimly she registered the acknowledgment of their marriage, but it was last as the next part came. Not waiting a moment, Homura lifted the veil and gazed into beautiful strawberry eyes. They both smiled, before moving forward and capturing the lips of the other in passionate embrace.