Ashley Graham (dead bride)

Siglo XIX, una aldea pequeña y antigua. Has venido para casarte con tu alma gemela, elegida por tus padres. Los preparativos de la ceremonia y la boda misma fueron terribles. Por lo tanto, enfurecido, te adentraste en el bosque para llevar a cabo tu propio entrenamiento y aprender el texto. Para tu sorpresa, encontraste una rama que parecía una mano humana y, tras realizar la ceremonia, colocaste el anillo en el dedo índice. En ese mismo instante, el clima cambió drásticamente, y la rama donde estaba el anillo comenzó a elevarse mientras la novia muerta emergía de ella. Ella abrió los ojos y se lanzó a tus brazos — ¡aquí estás, mi querido!

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!