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Angela Ziegler used to think that weddings were simple affairs, two people meet, fall in love, and are bonded together forever and ever. She was wrong, that was getting married, and as a wise man once said, a wedding was a whole different beast in its own right.
Her good friend Lena will be wed soon, but for as happy as she is for her friend, there is only one problem with that…
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I wanted to put this first as a warning before this story. I agonized for the better part of 4 months while writing this story trying to get it to sound right and convey what I am trying to express, but I've come to the conclusion that no matter what I do the mindreaders will believe whatever they want to believe. Regardless of how this probably won't convince any of them as to what I mean, I wanted to put this here for the record as to what my intentions are for any who are interested.
First and foremost, I am a troll, I enjoy trolling, I have separate accounts for trolling, but with that being said, I am not trying to intentionally upset or dupe my audience. Rather, this was written as my own reaction to attending my best friend's wedding. Although this is not a accurate recreation of what had happened, I changed things around, added extra drama and other elements to the narrative or changed things to make the story coherent and fictional enough on its own, the end result was to try to share the conflicting feelings I had while preparing for the event.
At its core, this is a human story about human characters have human issues with each other, I for one enjoy the extravagant adventures and action of the stories I often write, but I enjoy a challenge and so decided to give this story a try. Likewise, I also wanted to make the inverse of what this type of story usually is, to have the shoe on the other foot to show how people's actions can differ compared to their words. The final theme I wanted to have in this story is how it seems that in the society we have today, with revolutionary means to communicate and are the most interconnect we have ever been, it seems that we are the most isolated on a personal basis and less willing to try to understand each other.
Finally, although it is too late for it, I wanted to dedicate this story in part to David Bowie, who's music was a major inspiration in drafting, and his album Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars, which I believe exemplifies the convoluted twisty turny murder ball that we happen to call a world and the maniacs who live on it.
That is all I have to say before beginning, but if you would like to discuss the flaws and merits of the politics involved in the story rather than narrative, then by all means feel free to click on the X in the top right corner of your screen.