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.