Music Recommendation: Epilogue by Dario Marianelli
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From the wake of the dawn, snowflakes had stopped falling from the sky. Snow covered the most of Devon, with the colour of white spreading across the village and nearby towns that were near the Hawthrone castle. And though the weather was dull and gloomy, the castle held a light chatter of noise from the guests who had arrived at the castle, greeting and getting to know each other, while the servants hustled in and out to make sure everything was perfect.
Mr. and Mrs. Harris stood in one of the open corridors, talking to their relatives who had come to attend their daughter Madeline's wedding.
"I would have never guessed that vampires get married in a chapel," came the whisper of one their relative who had come to talk to them, "I heard that Madeline had tried to…" the woman trailed looking at Mr. and Mrs. Harris.
