Lunatic's Lament Prologue - Till Death Do Us Part

Prologue

Till Death Do Us Part:

Her youthful face smiled in delight as she walked towards me on a lush red carpet in the cathedral. Her beauty seemed to have laminated the whole church. Not one soul was frowning.

 For a brief moment, I thought about how glorious she would look if she were to be covered in blood. I thought about how her thick red fluid would enhance the colour of her eyes, or how pleasurable it would be to feel her skin or to hear her screams.

 She was my canvas, after all.

Before I knew it, my prize was facing me in front of the whole church, her dainty hands in mine. She smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Do you, Ezekiel Grey, take thee, Helen Fowler, to be your lawful wedded wife? Will you love her, comfort her, and remain true to her for as long as you both shall live?”

“I, Ezekiel Grey, take thee, Helen Fowler, to be my wife, and before God and these witnesses I promise to be a faithful and true husband.”

“Do you, Helen Fowler, take thee, Ezekiel Grey, to be your lawful wedded husband? Will you love him, comfort him, and remain true to him for as long as you both shall live?”

“I, Helen Fowler, take thee, Ezekiel Grey, to be my husband, and before God and these witnesses I promise to be a faithful and true wife.”

 She slips a ring on my finger, and I to her.

“With this ring I thee wed,” we said at the same time. “And all my worldly goods I thee endow. In sickness and in health, in poverty or in wealth, ‘till death do us part...”

 Till death do us part...

 Till death...