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Mary stood at the door of Lilière's clothing store, looking at this huge store of her own on the street, which has now become half of the wall in the earthquake.

Across the gravel and collapsed beams on the ground, Mary walked towards the store.

Each of the famous paintings in the front hall corridor is beautiful and valuable.

But now, most of them have become sheets of greased paper soaked in muddy water.

There is only one painting, which remains relatively intact on the wall.

"Redemption..."

Mary walked to the painting and recited the name of the painting softly.

The deity in the painting bears a cross that symbolizes the sins of mankind, and his body is gradually engulfed by flames, step by step towards the depths of hell.

With trembling fingertips, Mary gently stroked the drawing paper, sighing that the fate seems to have hinted that the end will eventually destroy everything.

Passing through the promenade in the front hall, Mary came to the lobby of the clothing store.

It was originally filled with clothes racks, counters, warehouse cabinets... but now, only messy objects are scattered on the ground.

Carefully stepping up the stairs to the second floor, Mary walked into her own private space.

All the furnishings and decorations here come from the palace of the royal city.

At the beginning, when Todd was busy dealing with southern affairs, she, who was staying in the royal city, was unwilling to deepen the conflict with Deirdre's mother and daughter, and took the initiative to move everything in the palace room here intact.

Stepping into the door of the private residence, first is an outside room full of wardrobes and wooden mannequins.

The earthquake disrupted the layout here, but relatively speaking, all the furnishings in the room are well preserved.

On the closet, evening dresses, hunting suits, cloaks, hakama...These are all clothes designed and made by Mary herself. All kinds of styles and different styles of clothing make this room decorated into a sea of ​​fashion.

After walking through these wardrobes and opening two thick and heavy screen doors, Mary walked into the innermost room on the second floor.

This is an existence similar to a private studio, which contains all the books, tools and models related to composition, painting, tailoring, and architecture.

Mary walked around the room, and found that most of the contents in it were intact, and she sighed.

Righting the chair that fell on the ground, Mary sat down and took out a notebook wrapped in gold leather from the drawer of the desk.

Open the notebook, it is full of notes and sketches.

Mary turned to one of the pages, and there was a pencil drawing of a man, kneeling in front of a woman on one knee, holding a shiny ring in her hand.

Turning to the second page, the woman in the painting is wearing a white wedding dress and is looking at the mirror to adjust her makeup.

On the third page, under the testimony of many guests, men and women stood face to face on the altar, and a priest was reading something.

On the fourth page, a man in a formal dress and a woman in a wedding dress are holding hands and dancing graceful dance steps in the huge ballroom.

Seeing this, Mary, with a faint smile on her face, put down her notebook and walked slowly to the window.

In the corner by the window, there are two model dolls covered with white cloth.

Mary carefully uncovered one of the white cloths. It was a doll in a straight men's tuxedo.

Similar to the earth, the men’s tuxedo has a common wide collar, short front and long back, and extremely slim. Whether it is long or thin, it is very close to Todd's body shape.

Mary lifted another piece of white cloth.

That is a beautiful wedding dress.

In terms of design, it completely abandoned the heavy and complicated common in women's dresses in this world, and adopted more matching concepts such as lightness, hollowing, and long pendulum.

Embroidery, lace, pearls, crystals, ribbons, folds, three-dimensional flowers and feathers, the perfect combination of multiple elements make this wedding dress look more like a work of art.

Taking off her original clothes, Mary carefully took off the wedding dress and slowly put it on her body.

In the mirror, this woman in a white wedding dress is like an angel who descended from heaven, holy and beautiful, and even the dim room became brighter.

The joyful Mary carried her skirt and walked quickly to the hand-cranked gramophone placed in the corner of the room.

She carefully put the prepared master disk into the phonograph, and then shook the suspension rod, and Mendelssohn's "Wedding March" sounded instantly.

Putting on the veil, Mary learned the TV drama scenes she saw in the soul space, holding a bunch of silk flowers tied with colored cloth in her hand, and slowly walked towards the doll from the door.

She lowered her head with a happy smile on her face, as if she was in the church, amidst the cheers of countless guests, she was walking towards the perfect moment in her life.

When she walked to the doll in the tuxedo, she slowly lifted her veil, and looked at each other, her expression full of happiness.

The first song just ended at this time.

And the second song rang soon after.

"atst" by ettajones, a song that is often played when dancing together by newlyweds on the earth.

When the lyrical and beautiful music sounded, Mary stretched out one hand and dangled her other hand upwards.

Her body danced like an elf following the melody of the song.

Her footsteps were light, her dancing was graceful, her eyes looked at the nothingness in front of her, and a very familiar face slowly appeared in front of her.

"Todd" took her hand, held her waist, smiled and looked at her face.

The light of the blood-colored sky, under the refraction of the glass windows, presents a brilliant and rich color, which shines on this pair of dancing partners.

War and death are isolated, and everything outside is no longer important to them.

In this world, only two people who love each other are left, writing the vows of the marriage contract with their lives and sincerity.

Two people are tireless, looking at each other, as if the dance between them can continue to the end of the world.

However, I don't know how long it took, the song finally came to an end, and the dance finally ushered in the end.

Mary, who was immersed in joy, slowly opened her eyes.

"Todd" in front of him slowly let go of Mary's hand, took a step back, saluted gently, and smiled at her.

Mary stretched out her hand ~lightnovelpub.net~ to touch the other person's face. The moment she was about to touch, the figure disappeared like a mist and disappeared.

Putting down her arms, Mary still had a smile on her face, but her tears were like broken pearls, soaking the front of the wedding dress.

Outside the window, in the distant horizon of Twilight West City, the black line is slowly approaching.

Mary raised her head, turned her steps, looked around everything in the room, her eyes seemed to engrave everything here deeply into her soul.

She stopped and took a deep breath.

Then, Mary walked to the workbench, took the flint from the drawer, lit a page of white paper, and threw it backhand into the pile of books on the ground.

Allowing the flames on the ground to grow slowly, Mary in a wedding dress held the notebook and walked to the window, facing the city she was very familiar with, slowly leaning her head on the doll in the tuxedo. Gently closed his eyes.

The flame spread in the room.

In the end, this holy and pure power protects the last touch of whiteness in the world, and goes farther and farther away.