A Beacon in the Dark

Dusting my accessories with blue chalk was merely the opening act. As night deepened across the cold plaza, the towering lamppost above finally stirred, humming with a warm, amber current. Right on the fluted cast-iron column, just an arm's reach above its flared base, I discovered a recessed brass inspection plate secured by a raised wing nut. Naturally, an elevated balcony called to me. I jammed the sturdy tip of my silver-clicker pen into a decorative notch, hauling myself onto the brass ledge. Resting my chalk-dusted silver bandolier against the humming, heated iron, I folded my wings around the curve and watched the dark cobblestones gleam under my private stage light.#Dolls #ActionFigures #Succubus