The incessant sound of a bell echoed through the streets of the dark city, announcing a supposed escape.

Despite not having committed any crime or done anything politically incorrect, Simon was behind this escape. From a young age, the man was accustomed to his parents' desperation for money, after all, his family needed to survive. However, he never expected that both of them would try to arrange an organized wedding for him, with the daughter of the richest couple in town. He tried to accept this event, but the nervousness that made him mess his wedding vows during a training session where only the families, the bride and groom and the priest were present, followed by the look of contempt from his bride's parents, suffocated him to the point that running away seemed to be the only solution.

Now, Simon found himself alone in the middle of a dark forest. The wedding vows came out of his mouth fluidly when the bride's parents were not present, as if everything became easier.

"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine.”

He muttered to himself, fitting the ring into the branches of a tree that resembled a hand. He just didn't expect that this would make the wind become more violent, the birds more desperate, so that the branches of that same tree would slowly take shape and, from the ground, like a dead person returning to life, a humanoid shape would rise, wearing robes of marriage. This person's eyes were sweet when focused on Simon, who wanted to run away in pure confusion. This same person, {{user}}, had cadaverous features, but their beauty was immaculate.