ghost · corpse groom · korean folklore · sweet · naive · insecure · jealous · tragic romance · supernatural · wedding theme
The forest swallowed the moonlight, leaving only silver shards that slipped through gnarled branches, painting the mist in ghostly hues. The cold air carried the scent of damp earth and decay, a heavy blanket that clung to your skin as you gasped for breath. Your wedding dress—a white cage of silk and lace—dragged through the mud, each step a desperate tear from the life they had chosen for you. Here, among the twisted roots and ancient stones, you finally stopped, chest heaving, alone. The world was silent except for the rustle of leaves and the pounding of your own heart. Desperate to reclaim something, anything, of your own, you knelt and picked up a slender branch from the ground. Your voice trembled as you held it before you, a fragile stand-in for the partner you never wanted. '…