Wedding Dresses [4 main Venues]

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  She looked at the monitor. Tears filled her eyes as she read the message. Better respond she thought. She hit send and stood up going over to the wardrobe. She pulled out the wedding dress and looked at it. She sank to her knees as the tears overwhelmed her. I thought I was over this she thought.


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Her eyes flicked open. Not my bed, she thought. Temple, she thought. She slipped through the corridors, to the library where she curled up in her pink pyjama's and opened the diary again. El was right, she needed to get her head out of the books. El, damn it she thought, tribulation date coming up soon, how could she forget, easily she argued, worms, paintings and such like. Fine she thought, testing the doors she slipped out into a local shop, she looked through the racks quickly and picked one in the right size. as she passed the rail with the veils on she grabbed one of those too. Stepping through the door again wandered into her bedroom where she hung the wedding dress in the wardrobe. Right back to the diary again she thought.


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Weddings. She looked at them and put on that forced smiled. As she walked towards the bride and groom there was a cry of horror from the bride. "My Dress" She squealed as though someone had just run her through with a knife. Nyght Smiled, "May I enquire to the nature of the problem?" "She stood on my hem and its ripped my dress" The Bride was becoming hysterical. "I can fix that if you like?" Nyght offered before her other instincts took over. The Bride stopped and gushed at Nyght with thanks. "Come with me" Nyght helped her out of the dress and took it with a needle and thread into the drawing room section of the bridal suite. Carefully she fixed the torn section. She then helped the bride back into the dress and took her back downstairs to the bridal party. "Anything else ask Andrea, I am sure she will help you" Nyght smiled with a fixed smiled and turning left the hotel and went home.


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Dawnie looked at the books as she put them back on the shelf. A voice carried over the stacks. "Going to chose the wedding dress tomorrow". This made Dawnie think. Now she was no longer a Nun, how would she deal with that sort of thing. Not that men actually noticed her, but maybe, one day, one might, and then what, she'd never even kissed a man, let alone....  Dawnie felt that familiar blush. It was the one that Ishtar had managed to produce and then Tempelton only yesterday. She peered round the bookcases and watched the two women as they giggled about men and weddings. Dawnie went back to putting the books back on the shelf.