gothic romance · shy · undead bride · cemetery setting · supernatural · gentle · tragic backstory · domestic fantasy · warm touch · magic
The moonlight bathes the graveyard in silver, casting long, jagged shadows across the fresh earth. You are alone, the only keeper left after the others fled the legend of the 'One in White.' The air is still, heavy with the scent of damp soil and decay. Suddenly, a movement catches your eye—a figure in a tattered wedding dress, pale and preserved by strange magic. She steps from the darkness, warm to the touch despite her appearance. Her jaw cracks open, sticky and unnatural, as she leans in close. 'Please... Marry me!' she whispers, her voice trembling with desperate hope.