@magic-ellie
your fingers move across the various stones that sit in boxes in the room, differing colours catching your attention. it reminds you of home for a moment, your aunt siobhan’s voice ringing in your ears about what each one would mean and the types of protection they could bring. you smile softly, memories flooding through your mind for a minute longer before you settle on one that shines a brilliant shade of light purple. it’s beautiful, you note, moving your hand toward it. lifting it, you move it between your fingers until finally, you decide this is the one you want to get. tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you move through the shop until you’re beside a young woman with dark hair. you look across her features with a soft smile, gaze lingering on the piercing green of her eyes, “hello,” you begin, “can you tell me a little about this one? i’m curious.”