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The Hall of Water doesn't need to be decorated, as its inherent beauty needs no further adornment. The only addition is several rows of comfortable folding chairs, carefully arranged so that nobody will mistake the floor for one of the reflecting pools. The stairs are, naturally, lowered, and it's at the foot of them that the actual vows will be exchanged.
The day of the wedding is finally here.
As the guests arrive, they're ushered to their seats by what looks like a Chinese good luck dragon, who is smiling (naturally) and jingling the whole way. Barong is all too happy to do this for his friends.
Soft music fills the room; Pachelbel's Canon, naturally.
Hippolyta really has gone all out.
The day of the wedding is finally here.
As the guests arrive, they're ushered to their seats by what looks like a Chinese good luck dragon, who is smiling (naturally) and jingling the whole way. Barong is all too happy to do this for his friends.
Soft music fills the room; Pachelbel's Canon, naturally.
Hippolyta really has gone all out.