Hector
The wedding party looked fabulous, at least from Hector's distance. He felt the saddness come over his heart as he saw the happy couple embrace.
"It's not fair." Hector grumbled. "It's never far. Why should I be doomed to this loveless life while they can all be happy."
Hector sat down on a large rock and rested his chin in his hand. "It's not fair." he mumbled.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea came to him. He could go to the party, cause mischief. No one would be able to see him. Not even the bride and groom. The groom especially, he had been a very close friend of Hectors. And he deserved a little mischeif at his wedding.
Hector stood and began his quick descent from the rock on the hill to the fabulous celebration below.
