We deal in the mysterious and unusual!
The sign was bright and bold. This shop looked cool from the outside. The building itself was old and the shops door was original.
“Jen, look at this place!”
“Let’s go inside.”
“For what purpose?”
“To look around. Come on dude!”
The bell rang as we opened the door and stepped in. The walls were lined with shelves on the left that held books. On the right the wall held shelves with different colored and sized bottles. The writing was so small and sometimes faded that you had to get very close to read them.
WALK THROUGH WALLS
There were several more but Jen called me over to look at the books.
“These books have some weird titles.”
Werewolves: Anatomy and Physiology
Witches: Brews, potions and spells
“There aren’t any prices on anything. That’s odd.” Jen said.
“I’ve seen shops not put prices on stuff. Its not really that unheard of.”
In the middle there were five cases full of old artifacts. They hold everything including brushes, compacts, shoes, gloves, and almost anything you can think of.
“Can I help you ladies?” the shopkeeper seems to have popped up behind us out of nowhere.
Right then I see an emerald ring that pulls me in.
“Hi. Can you tell me about this ring?”
“This ring belonged to the high priestess of New Orleans.”
“What is a high priestess?” Jen asked puzzled.
“A female high priest.” the shopkeeper almost sounded disgusted she asked.
“Right.” Jen walked back over the bottles.
“It’s a beautiful ring.” I pull his attention back.
“That it is.”
“How much is it?”
“We deal in the mysterious and unusual. Do you have anything you are willing to trade for this?”
“Umm… like what do you mean?”
“For instance, this broach is over 1,000 years old and was worn by a pope who could bring people back from the dead.”
All I could do was stare at him.
“So how much does that one cost then?”
“It would cost 5 of your most precious memories.”