Summary
An anxious fiancé steps into a candle-lit vestry, his pulse syncopating with the organ’s distant thrum; the bishop, eyes opal with remembered grief, unspools the chronicle of his own betrothal—how a girl with moon-lit clavicles and a laugh like shattering crystal once pledged her heart amid rose-hedged labyrinths, only to be unhorsed by pride, poverty, and the slow acid of unspoken resentment. Across flickering tableaux we witness the bishop as a raw youth, his palms still ink-stained from seminary, courting the ethereal Amelia—her silhouette sketched against gas-lamps, her voice a tremor of harp-strings—while society’s lattice tightens: dowries evaporate, consumptive sisters cough blood into lace handkerchiefs, and a rival with carnation boutonnière whispers calumny into drawing-room dusk. The courtship oxidizes; vows curdle; the bride’s bouquet wilts on a rain-slick altar. Years later, the same man—now gaunt in purple—bends over a trembling groom-to-be, offering the relic of his failure as both talisman and scourge, begging the boy to weigh passion against the leaden arithmetic of duty. The narrative folds in on itself like a moth-eaten valentine: memory bleeds into admonition, confession becomes liturgy, and the cathedral’s vaulted shadows seem to breathe with the rustle of dresses that never made it down the aisle.
Synopsis
A young man planning to marry receives a cautionary tale from his bishop based on the sad tale of the bishop's own early romance.
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