Carnival Queen

Carnival lights blaze against a cotton-candy sunset as a sultry sharpshooter strolls from the booth, cap tipped low and a smoking pistol still in hand. A glossy pink bustier hugs her curves while a giant prize bear lumbers at her side like a trophy for hitting every bullseye. Sweetness and danger mingle in the air—gunpowder, spun sugar, and a smirk that promises more mischief after dark.