During,a foggy night on a young girl's marriage day,she never knew that her life was coming to a end.

lightning flashing and rain pouring the ever so sharp knife drained midnight red out of her body and there she was to lay under the grand oak tree. Her soul was lifted to have one more chance to live. There she waited for the vowels to be yelled out. But the ferocious wind blew her chance away and there she went to live in the dark sorrows of her memory of her triadic death. She never entered the out side world again.