A tale of a girl, Gothic romance masked with dreams of freedom and equality.
On a crisp October night,
Eve, a girl of singular beauty and spirit,
refused as the 5th daughter to marry
not of her choice.
It was a good match,
for someone else,
but not for her.
The thought of living under his roof,
be it in luxury,
made her think that she was
nor more than property
or a child
or something other than herself.
The idea of him touching her
or going dying in childbirth
like her sister
made her ill.
So lovely Eve, the dark eyed girl with the musical laugh, walked out into the night to the old church yard. There she met the nephew of her neighbor, a young man with golden hair and happy blue eyes. He dried her tears with a rose scented handkerchief and told her that her fate was hers.
Eve said she would marry him…
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