April 14th, 2013

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Mirror, mirror on the wall, where the heck am I now? behindaglass

Mythology:N/A
Location: The Queens Chamber
Who: Sookie Stackhouse, Theshard

“Pam,” Sookie interrupted impatiently, grasping the phone tighter. “Pam,” she tried again, frustration wrapping around her southern accent as she again repeated the woman’s name.
Leaning against the door jam, this young fairy hit the back of her head against the wooden wedge; a dull thud answered each calculated movement.

"No, Pam, I ... ", the blonde began only to be cut off just as she had before.

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Just as she was reaching forward, the car moved, causing her fingertips to brush the mirror.
Before she could blink her eyes, her body relaxed into a blissful weightless state, she was pulled behind the mirror.

All the nerve-endings on her arm fired giving her an icy warm tingling on all of her skin. Sookie Stackhouse had never felt quite this good, it was so blissfully sensual and yet innocent she craved more. By the time she blinked the third time, her body lay in a heap on the cool castle floor.