What should Death's bride wear? It wasn't even really a question. If you were going to be Death's bride, you wore the traditional white dress covered with an overdress of ashes. Over time, that had evolved into a silvery gray embroidered overdress that managed to be mournful and celebratory at the same time. Some of the past brides had spent the last day on the earth worrying about accessories and putting their final affairs in order, but Gita's affairs had always been in order from the day she was old enough to take over managing her father's accounts, much to his relief. The house was cleaned, she'd arranged that the neighbor women should bring in food for her father for the next month while he adjusted to living without her, and she'd prominently placed the name of a good local bookkeeper on top of the neatly stacked books and beside the spike where her father usually just stuck whatever papers he thought might be important. She expected that when the spike was full, he might actually notice the bookkeeper's name. She had written farewell letters to all her extended family and to all the friends she'd made in the short 16 years that she'd spent on the surface of the world--but she reminded herself sharply that she'd decided not to think about that.


Inspiration: http://www.flickr.com/photos/closetartist/6955948306/
Story potential: High.
Notes: Something about the practical choice of the rake really appeals to me. So she faces him with rake in hand. I like this character. And I think these photos are going to be some great inspiration for me.