by F.S. Hallgrimson
Mark knew he was a simple man. It meant that every conceivable emotion could display at any time without any internal check to prevent him from making himself the fool. It was such a moment. He leaned in and touched her. A flurry of activity surrounded the scene, motions and gestures made on account of him. Mark didn’t understand what his simple act had done.
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F.S. Hallgrimson may or may not be "Mark," and may or may not have goosed the Queen.