A Touch of Spin

Resting against that handlebar mirror was far too stagnant for a morning audience. I eyed the black front wheel below, where an orange spoke reflector hung poised like a suspended amber pendant. Slipping gracefully down the fork, I braced my boots against the iron axle nut and gave the glossy plastic reflector an audacious shove with my silver-clicker pen. The wheel gave a slow, rhythmic whir, turning the reflector into an orbiting crescent that flashed brilliantly in the morning sun. Naturally, I leaned my elbows against the metal fork, savoring the private mechanical carousel.#Dolls #ActionFigures #Figures #Succubus #Demons #DemonGirls