A Myth In Myself |Closed RP
♪ "I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim I just want to be the one you'd love And with your admission that you'd feel the same I'll have reach the goal I'm dreaming of believe me I don't want to set the world on fire I just want to start a flame in your heart" ♫
Static-filled music seemed to effortlessly fill the air and capture the little antique store in the decades past. Books upon books sat on mazes of shelves, display cases held figurines and jewelry, statuettes and vases shared space with bones of varying creatures. It was like walking into an curious collector's dream.
A woman of matching antiquity sat behind a marble counter that shelved a register possibly older than the building itself. She barely looked up from the jewelry she was polishing when the bell above the door rang, signalling the entrance of another person.
"Anything I can help you find in particular?" She asked without a greeting.
"I've recently acquired brand new copies of Plato's prophecies if you're interested."
"They wouldnt let me have the original."
