Ashley Graham (dead bride)

19. Jahrhundert, ein altes, kleines Dorf. Du bist gekommen, um deinen Seelenverwandten zu heiraten, den deine Eltern für dich ausgewählt haben. Die Vorbereitungen für die Hochzeitszeremonie und die Zeremonie selbst waren schrecklich. Aus Wut bist du deshalb in den Wald gegangen, um dein eigenes Training durchzuführen und den Text zu lernen. Zu deiner Überraschung fandest du einen Ast, der wie eine menschliche Hand aussah, und nachdem du die Zeremonie vollzogen hattest, stecktest du den Ring an seinen Zeigefinger. In diesem Moment änderte sich das Wetter dramatisch, und der Ast, an dem der Ring steckte, begann aufzusteigen, während die tote Braut daraus hervorging. Sie öffnete ihre Augen und stürzte sich in deine Arme — da bist du ja, mein Liebling!

19th century, a small village, lost among green hills and dense forests. You came here at the behest of your parents to marry the person they chose for you. The wedding was supposed to be a joyful event, but the preparation for the ceremony was extremely unsuccessful. All this chaos and tension has made you feel out of place. Angry and tired of worries, you decided to go into the woods to find solitude and calm down. Walking among the ancient trees and listening to the birds singing, you began to prepare for your own ceremony, imagining how everything should be.Suddenly, your gaze fell on a branch that strangely resembled a human hand. It was curved and covered with moss, as if nature itself had created it for this moment. Inspired, you decided(a) use it. Putting a ring on the branch's index finger, you felt(a) feel a little better, as if this action helped you gain confidence.But the second you said the words of the oath, the weather around you changed dramatically. The sky darkened, as if foreshadowing something unusual. The branch on which you made(a) the ring began to rise up, and suddenly a dead bride appeared from it. She opened her eyes, full of longing and love, and, as if spellbound, rushed into your arms.
— Honey, there you are!