11-01-2014, 07:23 PM
Sorrel scoffed. "I didn't expect you to." The crushing press of others made the young man want to scurry away again. Crowds were both a blessing, and a curse. They could be used to hide, but they could also bear witness. If anyone paid attention, they might just have noticed a flash of longing on the young man's face. It was unusual for him to feel anyone's touch.
He shook his head and took a bite of the fruit. While Sorrel munched on it, he started walking away, deeper into the market and towards some of the brick and mortar shops. The apothecary stood out. This shop, unusual anywhere, held a treasure trove of odments. Jarred things stared out in death. Herbs scented the dim shop, mingling with incense and smoke.
The shopkeeper peered out from behind a shelf full of claws, feathers and bits of animal. She swept out and grabbed Naru's tail. "How much?"
"He's not for sale." Sorrel shoved a pouch into her hands and edged her away from the spirit. "Now, my payment."
The middle aged woman moved away reluctantly and disappeared into the back of the shop.
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