The Grand Re-opening of Kayleighs Curiosity Shop! Mar 6, 2016 0:56:29 GMT
Post by Anna Robinson on Mar 6, 2016 0:56:29 GMT
Down a dark side street, just off a dark road, within a dark night lit by the moon, sat beneath a tall streetlamp - the only one in that side-street - sat a small shop. The lights were on, casting long shadows into the cobbled streets. Cobbled streets? A side-road that looked like it would not be out of place in some old european city? Quite odd...
Oddness would continue upon approach, as attention would be drawn towards the window when you stepped into the light cast by the victorian style streetlamp outside. Within the frame of glass laid a large, ginger cat, stretched out upon a dais. Its eyes pon you, unblinking, as you stand pondering whether to enter or to leave.
Of course, should you decide to enter, there would be the soft jingling of an old style bell hanging above the door. Within the walls was a plethora of random trinkets and knick-knacks., all hung upon the walls or settled within display cabinets or upon shelves or scattered around all of these. It was a semi-chaotic mess within there, with the only neat and tidy area being the glass counter that stretched out along one side of the store for some twelve feet. Within were a selection of delicious looking sweets and treats of various styles and cultures, each most assuredly hand-crafted and placed within this chilled display.
Then, movement would catch your ears. It was not the large, ginger cat that had followed you in rather unconcernedly with its eyes - mysteriously calm within your presence - but it came from further within the store, before a startlingly pretty woman appeared from the back of the store, "ah! customers!" she smiled warmly, stepping forwards, dressed in rather comfortable clothes, baggy skirts and a jumper, something you would not assume someone so attractive would ordinarily wear. Still, she seemed happy enough to see you, stepping behind the counter with a lovely smile upon her lips, bright looking purple eyes cast upon you as the woman carefully studied every movement you made, "welcome to the Curiosity and Confectionary Cshoppe! My name is Kayleigh Fletcher and I am at your service. Everything object you see is for sale, so long as the price can be agreed..."