Cassandra's Wedding - On the terrace (Patreon)

On the enchanting terrace, adorned with an array of vibrant flowers and elegant marble columns, a tableau of love unfolds. It is the wedding reception of Connor and Cassandra, a union that was over a decade in the making. Against the backdrop of the resplendent blue ocean, the stage is set for an ethereal scene of romance.

Under the gentle caress of the early afternoon sun, its radiant beams illuminating the blissful gathering, Connor and Cassandra stand in harmony, posing for the seemingly myriad of photographs that a celebration of this kind demands. She, a statuesque vision of feminine strength, radiates with an otherworldly beauty. Her golden tresses cascade like a waterfall of sunlight, framing her visage with a halo of radiance. A captivating aura of confidence envelops her, a testament to her towering height of 218 centimeters (7 feet 1 inch), accentuated by the discreet elegance of her hidden high heels beneath the folds of her exquisite white wedding gown.

Beside her, Connor stands, a beacon of steadfast devotion. With dark brown hair framing his countenance, his heart beats at an accelerated pace, still, nearly an hour after exchanging their vows. It is a moment that he has long dreamt of, and yet, he finds himself in awe that the woman before him, whom he has loved most of his adult life, is now his wife. In contrast to Cassandra's commanding presence, majestic size, and extreme musculature, his lean build and regular stature of 175 centimeters appear delicate, an exquisite counterpart to her awe-inspiring magnitude. Their physical juxtaposition creates a mesmerizing tableau, where strength meets fragility.

As the soft breeze carries the scents of blooming flowers and the distant salt-kissed sea, their eyes meet, and their hearts seem to synchronize, beating together as one. They hold hands, the warmth of their touch a comforting reassurance of their deep connection. Cassandra is mindful of her immense strength, carefully avoiding squeezing his fingers too tightly, ever conscious of the delicate nature of her beloved husband and the world around her. In that moment, the world fades into the background, and their souls intertwine amidst the grandeur of their celebration. The azure sky above mirrors the vast expanse of their love, as if nature itself conspires to honor their union.

Their gaze, locked in a dance of affection, speaks volumes. Words become superfluous as their hearts communicate in unspoken whispers. They know what lies ahead, an afternoon filled with laughter and cherished moments with their loved ones. Yet, deep in their hearts, they eagerly await the culmination of the festivities, when they can embark on their honeymoon together; a moment of intimacy and solitude, away from the world, to celebrate the birth of their new family, the O'Callaghan-Murphy family.

Cheers!

-Kurt