The woods were dark and the trees were heavy with the coming of autumn. He stood there, still and quiet. He wore a burgundy coat and a vest that was the color of dry earth. His hands in his pockets. It was a good suit. He looked away, past the trees, waiting for his bride. He was ready.
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