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  1. "I'm hungry. Where can I find something to eat?" I called out to the stall master, my stomach growling with hunger.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 2

    The stall master responded with annoyance, "I hope the Counter Master has explained how things work." He then called out, "Felix!" Felix Stalwart's arrival was swift, and he waved in greeting as he approached me. "Hello, newcomer. Hungry, aren't ya? Well, you're not alone. Name...

    2 years ago 332 Words 2 Likes 375 Views
    trade dystopian lost
  2. "I'm drenched and wet. Where can I find something comfortable to wear?" I called out to the stall master, shivering from the dampness that clung to me.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 2

    The stall master responded with annoyance, "I hope the Counter Master has explained how things work." He then called out, "Eleanor!" Eleanor's arrival was swift, and she moved gracefully towards me, her presence exuding elegance. She offered a genteel wave in greeting. Eleanor w...

    2 years ago 493 Words 3 Likes 395 Views
    dystopian lost trade
  3. "I think I should go to the Grand Boutiques," I stated.

    by n1nety3

    Chapter 3

    Eleanor's lips curled into a smile that held a touch of mischief. "Ah, Ambitious. What might your name be, Girl?" "Elara, Elara Frost," I answered. "The Grand Boutiques, a fine choice indeed. But you see, my dear, information only comes briefly in these parts. It's a currency a...

    2 years ago 392 Words 3 Likes 229 Views
    underwears fabric trade

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