'Creakkkkk!'
Opening wide, the massive doors of the Bell Cathedral revealed the majestic Church of the Goddess of Inevitability.
'Ding-Dong!'
A bell rang from eighty meters high to signal the arrival of Her Grace, Lady Beatrice.
Clad in a royal gown woven from diamond threads, Lady Beatrice held my hand as we stepped into the cathedral.
Joséphine and Cupcake flanked us, dressed in rose-pink gowns with crowns made of cherry flowers resting on their heads.
Closely following us were Lucy and Evelyn, both in matching rose-pink gowns, with ten brides and grooms walking behind them.
"THUUUUMMM!"
"VOOOOOOOM!"
Walking on a red carpet that led to the Altar, the sound of a magnificent pipe organ resonated through the very stones of the cathedral.
Over a thousand guests rose from their seats on either side of the carpet and snapped their heads toward us, observing closely as we approached the altar.
