Omelettes

I need to think of a way to advertise my store.

A Gray Day Ails

The bell above the shop door tinkled as it opened. Frell looked over casually. Her eyes widened at the uncommon sight: some kind of colorful underwater slug slithered inside. Definitely not something she usually saw on land here.

Busy Little Helper

“Hold on.” Blucini was holding the jar of fish chunks over her head as Steed tried climbing up her body to get to them. Nina just laughed and didn’t help at all. “Do something!”

Waiting is Hard Sometimes

Temnochi has a cup of tea on a cold, diffcult morning.

Blucini’s average day (rough draft)

Start measuring fresh water and cursed water in flasks and arranging them on her work counter. Uncorks potion bottles and get multiple funnels ready. Cross-contamination is a serious issue with curse water.

A Good Shower

When she was on the streets for a while, it really got to her deeply when it was matted all the time and she felt dirty and gross. Now she owns several kinds of soaps, shampoos and conditioners with lovely herbal and spice-based scents: vanilla, lavender, mint, cinnamon, chamomile, chocolate.

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Memories of the fish

Blucini dangled her legs over the edge of the dock, kicking them back and forth. She flipped open the knife, took the rounded wooden block and began shaping it. Flecks and thin curls of wood fell into the water below. Black shapes moved beneath the water, already assembling in anticipation.