Mark Sheppard (![]() ![]() @ 2011-05-12 20:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | marie-ange_colbert, mark_sheppard |
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Mark hummed happily as he piled stacks of pillows outside his fort. He'd taken over most of the common room, sheets and blankets and pillows placed artistically, forming a surprisingly intricate series of tunnels and cozy rooms. He was just adding the finishing touches, tugging fabric this way and that to make the kinds of shapes he wanted.
Pleased with himself, he sang a few bars, too focused on his task to notice the delicate fairy wings unfurling from his back, brushing against the cloth dome of the fort entrance. Pale golden light spilled around him, casting his shimmering skin in a warm glow.