"Heiress, it's time to go." Those words, spoken from a towering human figure, awakened the thinly put together character of a woman whose body lay stretched out on the torn vintage furs lamenting the once premier bed. The frailty of her bones became immediately apparent as she outstretched her hand towards the stranger, the boney remnants of a human felt as if glass. "You know, I agree.. the Roseberry's only blossom once a year".
The physically contrasting duo exited the chambers and followed the broken trail of glass throughout the estate's long tunnel-like hallways. Each ray of sunlight on the woman's paper skin rejuvenated the area, as the light from the divine source eventually reached the glittering jewelry encasing the woman. The once straw-like strands of hair on her head had blossomed into a garden of silk; the brightness of its pale hue nearly blinding the guiding man, as the woman began running down the open-aired aisles, her hair bouncing with each step. Her blood splattering the floorboards as the glass crunched beneath her. The bright toothy smile glimmered in the light as she turned amidst her joyful run.
The sudden uprisal of the woman's youthful beauty shocked the man, who found himself seduced by the vision, nearly deciding to turn back and evade the long-anticipated climax. If not for the sudden arousing shouts and applause from the waiting crowd outside in the garden, he may just have turned. Fortunately for his conscious, the elegantly beautiful young woman was leading the way, joyously heading the charge. As the duo approached the large wooden doors, doubt began to reveal itself, and her hands trembled at the chipped and broken handles.
"I'm happy, but I'm scared."
The sudden intrusion of light completely drowned out any senses of the two characters; their bodies embalmed in a sea of blinding beauty. When their sight had finally recovered; before them laid out the swiftly erected wooden pillars, from which the dangling feet of her family awaited her arrival.