Wedding Dress and Gunpowder

Before the last spark of awareness was swallowed by darkness, the last things Lin Wan saw were the stark white ceiling of the hospital and her parents' faces, twisted by grief as they cried.

The pain receded like a rising tide drawing back. Her body felt weightless, and her consciousness drifted like a kite with a snapped string in an endless void.

Maybe this was for the best, she thought. This way, everyone could be free.

She simply hadn't expected that freedom would bring another beginning.

Theme: Women standing strong on their own.