It was a bright sunny morning, and Alana had just left her house. She was walking down the street in the suburbs of one of the cities of the Druritis' Nation of Moon Cross. Heading straight toward the city to start another day of work. As she went down the sidewalk, she saw all kinds of houses, each owned by a different being or person. That was the best about this magical place; it housed all the creatures.
Alana was a store owner. Her shop was the only place where you could find all the different, magical, and powerful objects of the distinct species of Druritis. She started her business after finding a glass tiara that used to belong to one of the witches of Oak Spirit, and it was considered one of the most powerful objects in all the land. Alana took it to the witch council, and they wanted to buy it from her as a way of saying thank you for all her hard work in bringing it back to where it belonged. But she declined the offer, so instead, they gave her a few objects to sell. And just like that, her shop La tiare de verre, named after the powerful artifact that started it all, opened.
The first few months were slow. But after the people of Druritis discovered it, it became full of customers. Alana even hired a part-timer to help her out. The store got supplies from different cities. Some people donated stuff for her to sell; others sold it to her so she could resell. The shop had an array of things, from the most simple ones to the most powerful. Alana made sure that they all had magic. That was what her store was known for—magical objects from everywhere.
Ding.
The bell on top of the door sounded when Alana entered her shop. She went past the balcony with the cash register on the right. On her left, there were cabinets with glass doors filled with different potions. There were a few tables in front of them that were still empty. So Alana went directly to the backroom to change her clothes. Then she went to the storage room door located next to the balcony.
The store owner brought a box filled with magical equipment to display on the empty tables, and just like that, another day of work started. Alana was finishing the last details before customers arrived.
Ding.
The part-timer arrived right on time.
"Morning, Boss."
"Hello there, Merida. How are you today?"
"Good, I guess," Merida answered halfway to the back room to change into her uniform.
"Today is a lovely day," Alana said with her sweet, calm voice.
"Yeah, it's nice. The weather is good, the sky is clear, and the sun is up. Many people might be stopping by today," said Merida. At the same time, she left the little corridor that had the back room, past the storage door and right behind the balcony. The first thing to be done before work: was to write down the amount of money inside the cash register in the financial records notebook. Then she had to check all the cabinets behind and inside the balcony. To make sure the amounts they had written down were correct and to adjust any object for display since everything was made of glass to facilitate the customer's shopping.
Ding.
"Hey, mister Dubois, what do you bring us today?" Merida welcomed one of the shop's suppliers.
"Hello Merida, hello Alana. I brought a few swords made by the famous Aphid Foxhorn and some fae armor that were discarded at the end of the big battle of red waters over in Oberon."
"The battle is over. Thank God, Rosa," Alana said happily.
"Bloody thing, eh? God had mercy on them, and the royal court survived the whole thing," added Dubois.
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The Shop (English Version)
FantasyA little shop that sells magical objects to different races of fantastical creatures.