Red Wedding
What started as writing prompt turned into something eerily similar to the iconic scene from GOT Red Wedding.
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She walked down the aisle, red veil
amidst the crackling fireworks, exhale
soft sand beneath her feet, dresses
salty wind against her face, tresses
red, burgundy, Scarlet pink, white tassels
here and there and everywhere
laughter, tears, smiles, smirks, stares
here and there and everywhere
smiles at her mom, no more secret love
Just the church bells, humming sounds
humming just gets louder and louder
bells get louder and louder and louder
trees bend on and on and on
The wind gets stronger and stronger
until the loud BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
its still louder and louder and louder
and everything gets dyed in crimson red
everyone runs like headless flies
Everything smells like smoke, ash, scurry
Everything smells like burnt spicy curry
the groom’s missing, limbs missing.
souls missing, pieces of everything missing
Except the horrific memory of red wedding
a bloody battlefield, a bloody wedding
the curtain closes with mom hugging
her baby girl, the only love of her life
