The red drums beat, the gongs and drums thunder, and the bride is welcomed amid joyous celebration. A ten-mile bridal procession fills the road as suona horns sound; the couple bows and enters the bridal chamber. They drink from the nuptial cups and tie their hair together, vowing to grow old side by side, yet tears stain their clothes.
The world is unified, and the paranormal descends. Where did these things come from, and what do they want people to know?
The hazy dreams turn out to be memories of the past, while the blurred visions are real. Shen Qiu’an wakes from sleep to find himself surrounded by the paranormal, staring silently at the ten-mile bridal procession.
I feel like the author must have played with paper wedding dresses
Very well written, keep it up!