Visual Trigger
The Elopement
Credits go to “jOhO” from ClubSnap
Moonlight filtered through the clouds and shone onto the couple standing in the churchyard. They have come a long way, more than fifty miles from their hometown. Their families would never find them here.
Their feuding parents were unforgiving, refusing to acknowledge their union as one. Rachel’s parents had rejected Bert solely on the reason that he belonged to another caste in the society.
Dressed in customary wedding attire, and kissing in front of the heavy oak doors of the church, Bert whispered, “My darling, with this kiss, I seal my love for you eternally. The moonlight and the divine beings are witnesses to my oath.”
Rachel’s heart melted upon hearing Bert’s oath. It no longer mattered if their parents approved of their plans for marriage. They have eloped in the dead of the night, away from their parents, away from the bustling city they lived in, and straight to the countryside.
The countryside’s lush greenery and scenery were what set it apart from the other towns along the way. The scenery rippled out waves capable of soothing the most tensed-up nerves.
They decided to settle down here, away from the chaos they have come from. The giant majestic church that seemed to be in stark contrast against the tiny cottages in the small town was where they have decided to exchange their vows, the vows that will seal their lives together as one, till the day death separates them…
misterryan said
Wa lao!! What is this past tense story doing caught in your writing?
On a content note, the story doesn’t really seem to come from the photo. This is not the photo of an elopement. Look at how professionally coiffed her hair is. Look at how the dress is tailored to her body. This is a formalist, staged photograph. It feels like the story was something you already wanted to tell, and you attached a pretty picture to it.