Check out Jane Dougherty’s original post here, this week’s illustration being by John Bauer:
She felt herself drifting.
Familiar arms were waiting to catch her, hold her close, to embrace her into his world.
She bowed her golden head as he laid his garland of betrothal upon it.
‘I am not worthy of your love, or your sacrifice,’ he whispered.
‘I am yours for eternity, there is no going back for either of us.’
She lay on her bed, dressed in her finest clothes.
A picture of perfection, it was as if she were sleeping.
A smile lingered on her pale lips, her body now cold despite the morning sun.
They said her love had no limits, that she would do anything to be with him.
Little did they realise exactly what she meant.