Aere Perennius
There were few forms of indulgence in Taemin's life but that foggy morning he set out in search of one of them. With a pocket full of bills and loose change he sought out an antique shop he'd recently heard of, hoping to find an interesting old book or two and if he was lucky, some paraphernalia of his craft.
Coming up to the building, he spotted the sign that let him know he'd found the right place...The Cabinet, scrawled in ornate letters. It almost resembled an old residence; in fact, once he pushed the front door open there was no missing the distinctly lived-in vibe. His footfalls on the hardwood floor echoed slightly as he gave a look around, and off to the left through a doorway he spotted shelves of leather and cloth-bound books. A soft smile curving his lips, he drifted into that room without hesitating, eyes darting with excitement from one title to the next and fingers lightly landing on the ones that sparked his interest.