Author note: Don't have much time to write now, especially since I out to be preparing for about 3 different classes at this moment. So I wrote a short one page thing. Please read it! I own it all. Even the demonic child! MWAHAHAHAH! I love original because of that!

Frozen Love

As though in a dream, I saw them. They stood, proudly, painted against a sky of a brilliant blue, untainted by a yellow sun or its bleeding sunsets. Her curly blonde hair fell shoulder length and seemed to veil her stoic face. No matter how hard the wicked wind tried not a strand moved and never could it rustle her white skirts. He stood with his left arm protectively around her and though she seemed to lean against him, his hand only touched her smooth left hand. The flowers, her right hand clasped, were as frozen and permanent as the pair. The apple blossoms were tied together by a lacy, white ribbon. His right hand was fixed at his side and he wore a handsome tuxedo. All black and white, except the small rose on his coat. They stood there, proclaiming their love silently, surrounded by a ground of white. Beyond it there was a ring of large flowers and hills of whiteness. The flowers climbed down the steep edges, a few resting on the next ring; others crawled down the next level as well as a few new ones, coming to a rest one a silver surface. Around the pair voices echoed, plates clattered, and laughter filled the air. A small child glanced around, before removing one of the icing flowers.

How long did it take for you to figure out that the pair was really on a wedding cake? Hope it didn't take to the author note! Thanks for reading. A review would be worshiped or something. I came up with this when someone was talking about leaving small clues that things were what they seemed (or something like that). J