Lamadeleine was heady on meade and spirited attention as cheers were still waterfalling from the kissing catalyst. "Jack" for his part appeared to be in quite the same predicament and when they looked at one another, each fell into a breathy laugh of exultation. Right and left hand clasped and raised in team work, only to fall dramatically as they began bowing to the crowd. A flourish of their available hands was the cherry on their proverbial sundae of theatrics and then they hugged on stage.  Maddie waved merrily to the amassed crowd and deftly hopped off the platform to the dusty earth beneath.  Well-worn leather boots made no sound as her feet made contact, legs bending gracefully to absorb the impact.<br/><br/>Everyone's eyes were back on Jack, however, as he yelled more insults at the crowd.  It was all part of the stunt to get them riled so they would pay to throw rotten tomatoes at him later.  This was a business after all and most of the players were in it to make money.  For her part, Maddy just enjoyed the freedom of being mostly anonymous and carefree in the modern age disguised as period history.  She easily slipped into the crowd on the dirt path as the grounds were filling up.  This always happened after noon and the parade there upon.  An orchestra of sounds began to assualt her senses, though not unkindly. There was the tinkling of the coins on the gypsy coin belts as their hips awoke each piece to sing.  And the sound of laughter going up in the distance from a crowd at one of the many shows, rising like a plume of smoke and disappearing as quickly.  There were minstrels playing under a gazebo where lovers lay about lazily petting one another in the shade from the Texas sun.<br/><br/>Maddy knew she had until midnight to revel in this exceptional emotional high and meant to enjoy every single second.  She knew the maypole dance would be beginning soon and she so enjoyed weaving the tapestry of maiden delight with the humans.  She jogged effortlessly toward the location in the center of the park and arrived in time to grab the last satin ribbon.  It's silken texture delighted her fingertips as she clasped onto it's golden form and surveyed those around her.  Men were allowed to dance at this maypole which bothered her not.  And children.  Most all wearing crowns of synthetic flowers to symbolize life and fertility.  A wide grin split her face as the music began the the group began weaving in and out of one another's path until the maypole was a braided rainbow of unified community.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fupload.wikimedia.org%2Fwikipedia%2Fcommons%2Fthumb%2F6%2F6c%2FNew_York_RenFaire_2004_maypole.JPG%2F220px-New_York_RenFaire_2004_maypole.JPG&amp;hash=cb567e755455c22abde46ebd10dd2ac0" title="220px-New_York_RenFaire_2004_maypole.JPG">
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