Shane's job as a night guard at his local museum was perfect. He got to read on the job unless he was needed and he could look at his favorite exhibition anytime he wanted.
"Irina's Sun" was a sculpture by an unknown artist, and it was the most beautiful yet haunting thing Shane had ever seen. A young man reaches out, longing clear on his face, and Shane will never know how they did it, with tears streaming down his face. The subject looked like what David was said to be and more, and when Shane wasn't feeling sorry for the man, he wanted to eat him. He stopped feeling sorry for himself finding a piece of solid mud the hottest thing he'd seen when there's at least three people a day commenting on his beauty.
He visits the exhibition every day, like clockwork before he heads home for the morning. Sunny is his first and last stop, first to ensure no one has damaged the sculpture, the second to get his fill before he leaves. These last few days, something odd has been happening and Shane's convinced it's because of the pendant that was brought in.
Said to have belonged to a student of Merlin's, the amulet supposedly boosted the energy and liveliness of its environment. The guard hadn't been all that convinced until he walked into Sunny's area and saw not only miniature beings running around, but the sculpture himself now in color, tanned skin with moles everywhere, sun kissed curls, and a dick that had no business laying around like that, in very much real flesh.
When he woke up from his faint spell, he was being propped up on the man's lap, who had the decency to use his jacket as a makeshift loin cloth. He nearly fainted again when the man asked him a question in husky Russian. Shane was decidedly not equipped to handle this.
