Crystal Jewelry Stall

As Vanessa is walking through the crowd, she notices a small tent that was nearly completely empty. Feeling a bit bad for the shop and seeking somewhere free of people, she pushes her way inside. As she enters, she is shocked by all of the crystal jewelry that filled the space. The sheer variety of colors and jewelry was nearly overwhelming to her. Yet, each piece of jewelry was a work of art. She found it hard to believe that she was the only person inside the tent. That would change quickly, as a woman appear from the back of the tent, causing Vanessa to jump a bit from her sudden appearance.

“Why hello there gorgeous.” The woman says with a flirtatious smile. “I see the energy of the crystals has drawn you to my shop.”

“Energy?” Vanessa asks, her confusion obvious as she tried to take in the woman standing before her. She was lean, with pale skin and black curly hair. Her clothes were just as eclectic, with baggy earth tones mixed with pitch black belts and spikes. She looked like the mix between and hippy and a goth girl.

“Yes, the energy. All of my crystals release energy, which I guide with my jewelry.” The goth hipster says, her eyes gazing off into space as she caresses a necklace. “Pick whichever of these calls to you. The perfect crystal will always find its way to its rightful place.”

Vanessa was still in shock from, well, everything about this crazy woman. Part of her wanted to just leave like she imagined so many others had. However, the jewelry was beautiful. She may not believe any of this crystal energy nonsense, but she could appreciate the craftsmanship of the jewelry.