Excerpt from a story I'm working on:
“Hush, now, Master Baker,” the Lady
stilled the rabbit's rush of words, “A human man, you say? Or,
perhaps, a frog? News indeed... they do not usually venture so far
into our forest. Let us go to him and see what there is to see.”
She scooped the rabbit up in her arms and stood again in the center
of the mushroom ring. She shimmered faintly in the starlight, then
sparkled as if fireflies were trapped beneath her skin, and then the
sparkling was outside of her, surrounding her like a swarm of stars
which twinkled and sparkled and faded away, leaving only the
stillness of the night, the quiet shadows beneath the trees and the
mushrooms bathed in starlight.