No. 22
“.... From Now, and Forever....”
Church bells rang through the crisp morning air as people filed into the church. Making friendly conversation in their best outfits. Little children ran around screaming and laughing. Making music of their own.
The church piano played soft soothing music that calmed the nerves of both the bride and her bridesmaids!
I ran around with curlers in my hair trying to shove my high heels on.
“Quorra! honey your dress is not buttoned properly.” I said coming up behind my sister and re - buttoning her pastel yellow dress.
“Oh thanks! it didn’t feel right to me.” She said turning and smiling. She looked like an angel! Her blond hair had been curled and pulled up into a bun on the back of her head, with ringlets lying against her neck. On the front of the bun she had placed a small tiara of yellow wild flowers. She had on light make - up and blue eye shadow on. Yet she refused to put on lipstick.
That’s my sis.
Her dress was fitted in the waist and fell down to the floor in the back and had a small train, but in the front it was a little shorter and showed her sandaled feet.
“Ok does it look good?” She asked, smoothing out the ruffled top of the dress.
“Yep looks fantastic.” I said.
I rushed off into the next room and found Brinlynn and several other bridesmaids trying to tackle the vale.
I ran over to help place the flower ring on top of her short curled hair (that made it even shorter!)
She sighed with relief.
“Thanks Zaydie. You need to get your hair done! Hurry!” She then rushed me off down the hall again to get my hair done.
I carefully pulled the curlers out of my hair and it fell down around my shoulders in long ringlets. I sprayed it hoping that it would stay.
“I hope it at least stays for the ceremony.” I muttered. I pulled certain curls back away from my face and pinned them up with amethyst studded bobby pins that matched my dress. My dress really was the only bolder color. Though it wasn’t by a lot. My dress was very similar to Quorra’s (besides the color obviously) it had the fitted waist line that was a shinny purple ribbon. The top of the dress was just a plain silk that Brin said, “accents my engagement necklace”.
The bottom of the skirt was pleated and it was longer in the back then the front.
I didn’t particularly hate the dress, but it wouldn’t have been my first choice.
I placed the purple ring of flowers on my head, and quickly did my make - up.
I dashed out and back into the room where Brin was getting ready.
“Aw now don’t you look like a girl who just stepped out of fairytale?” She asked turning to me in her big dress.
I smiled.
“No that would be you.” I said.
Brin’s dress was obviously white. It had a full princess skirt, and a nicely fitted waist. The dress was sleeveless. But then she wore a laced... shirt thing over top of it so she was still modest looking. The dress was pretty simple, but pretty.
Her vale was lace as well, and it was longer then the train of the dress!
Underneath the dress, she wore ballet flats instead of high heels. Lucky.
She smiled at me and held out her hand as we heard the queue for everyone to get in their places.
I helped her down from the dais, and she walked out with her head held high.
Her father met her at the bottom of the stairs and pulled the vale down around her face. I gave her arm a squeeze as I walked by.
“Good luck. And may the Creator bless you.” I whispered.
“You too.” She said with a kind smile.
Quorra stood in front of me as the doors opened.
Each of the bridesmaids were escorted down the isle by a groomsman.
All except me.
I stepped up to the door clutching my bouquet of white tulips with the single purple one in the middle.
I watched Sav (who was escorting Quorra. Duh) lean over as they walked down the isle and whisper something to my sister. I could see her smile and she held her self taller.
I smiled and stepped out into the church.
I kept my eyes dead ahead so I didn’t get distracted. But the distraction was up ahead of me, so it didn’t work very well. I saw you standing next to Braxlin looking, well as handsome as ever. Your hair was still done up in that wave I’ve seen so often, though it looked like you had just had a shower. Or gelled it a lot.
You looked good in the tux that was actually tailored to fit you. haha. You also had a white tulip on your suit as did Braxlin, and the rest of the groomsmen.
But boy, when you saw me walk out. Your jaw might have dropped even slightly. But it still dropped!
I smiled and forced myself to keep pace to the slow music that sounded like water running in a stream.
I finally walked up the steps and stood “first in line” of the bridesmaids just as you did of the groomsmen.
The wedding march started up and we all looked down the isle I had just come, to see the doors open again, and Brin and her father standing there.
Her dad looked like he was about to cry in his high collared suit, and she looked like she was about to as well.
But somehow she made it up to the steps with out a tear. Her father took her hand, and then Braxlin’s as well.
“I give you my daughter. Guard her with your life, enjoy life with her to the finest, and above all, keep her close and do not loose sight of her.” He said.
Braxlin nodded and Brinlynn’s father kissed her hand, and placed his right hand on Braxlin’s forehead.
“You have my blessing.” He said quietly. He then united their hands, and Braxlin led her up the steps and to the alter.
The preacher stepped forward in his plain suit that didn’t seem to bare any color.
The bridesmaids did the traditional thing, I passed my bouquet down to Quorra, who passed hers down to the next one, and it continued on till a bouquet was given to the little flower girl who beamed up at us as she was handed her bouquet of flowers, which she placed ever so carefully in her basket.
Brinlynn handed over her own bouquet to me, and she placed both hands in Braxlin’s.
They intertwined their hands and held them upright between the two of them.
The preacher took a pure white ribbon and tied it around their hands.
“This ribbon symbolizes two things.” He said. “One, that both of these young people are pure and clean, and until today have kept themselves so. It also symbolizes the uniting of these two people.”
He turned his gaze to the new couple.
“With this vow you are about to take, you are committing yourselves to each other. And only each other. You are to keep her heart.” He addressed Braxlin. “You are to guard her as you have promised her father. But you are to cherish her for she is yours to do so by the blessing of both the Creator, and her father.
And you, are to keep his heart,” He said turning to Brin. “and you are to submit to him and do as he commands. You are also to be the mistress of his heart, and to treasure him, just as he does to you. Now.” He took a step back and brought out a vile from his robes.
“I bless this union, and through the power given unto me by the Creator, I unite these two people, to be come one, in heart,” he pored a little of what ever was in the vile on Brinlynn’s head. “and in soul.” He did the same to Braxlin.
“Let us celebrate this union, and give up songs of praise to the Creator. Keep to him. Do not stray from him, and your lives shall be blessed.” The preacher clasped his hands in front of him and smiled.
“You are now one. From now, and forever.”
Braxlin took Brin up in his arms and kissed her as he did. (a long kiss)
The whole church exploded with The Hymn. They reached out their right hand to the new couple to place their blessings on them.
Brax carried Brin all the way down the isle and The Hymn chanted in beautiful melody through out the whole church.
I stepped forward as the new couple disappeared behind the doors. You did the same and held out your arm. I wrapped mine through it and squeezed tight as we walked down the isle.
“You look beautiful.” You whispered.
I smiled. At the end of the isle I stood on my tip toes and gave you a light kiss.
“Thank you Kylun.” I said. You smiled and led me through the doors.
Through the doors that held so much for us.
For our future.
A new beginning to life.
The
End
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