"Your special day, we celebrate now, the pony way..."
Weddings are happy occasions, aren't they, a time to celebrate the union of two hearts? If there's any day a girl should be happy, it should be her wedding day. What could be more wonderful than being together with the one you love and promising to theirs forever and to hear that they'll be yours even longer?
The Bride wouldn't know. All that matters to her is this special day, this day of hers.
She was made for this day, after all.
"Love is in bloom...a beautiful bride..."
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Immediate thought of this upon seeing title:
Interesting concept. The writing wasn't bad either. Best of luck to you.
Love it.
Gotta say I liked what I read here
Um so is the bride the dress?
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Verily.
Why does the title change in the story? Is she lost, or forgotten? Also, "prune" does not mean what you think it does.
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Thanks for catching those. Prune should be sprung.
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Though arguable it could be either or, considering how the Bride is lost at the climax and that no one remembers her.
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Ah! That kind of thing happens. :)
I don't get it. I mean, I get the what. I just don't get the why.
2/10 Prompt: Strong
-M
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Okay, you're going to have to elaborate. What exactly do you mean when you say you don't get the why? Are you questioning the purpose of the story? My motivation? How the dress is sentient?
4914257 The purpose of the story, I guess.
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Then there really isn't any, other than an attempt to take the contest prompt as extremely as humanly possible, maybe dabble in some Post-Modernism.
Why do any of us write stories? Why does a story need a purpose? It's a short story, written to leave the reader wondering and questioning. Or maybe it serves as a metaphor demonstrating the futility of materialism. Maybe it's just a silly read, written to entertain.
I don't know, and I don't really care. It's your story now, and you're free to decide what it means to you.
4914324 Does the dress become a tsukumogami after 100 years and possess any mares who wear it, forcing them to kill themselves since its own wedding was ruined so it declares no mare may ever know wedding bliss?
Yes, the pieces creep up on the mare's bed the night before the wedding and stitch themselves to her flesh...
And then the yokai hunter shows up and slays it with his holy sword which unseals once he learns the yokai's name and story.
Mmmm, dat be some goooood grimdark!
Strangely enough, I had an comic strip from Calvin and Hobbes flashing back while reading this, the thought of mildly sentient clothing is both terrifying and fascinating, and even though I can tell that wasn't what you were going for it's still a nice little piece.