It was a certain curiosity that drew the pirate girl to the old flowershop, following an ancient, dusty road up to the front door. It seemed to have a certain aura about it - some strange feelings of magic emmitting from inside.
Tymiko couldn't resist putting her hand on the door knob, slowly turning it, and risking a peek. Before she knew it, she had krept in and was staring at the many wonderous objects that occupied the shelves. Little piles of seemingly worthless trinkets littered the ground. Glittering, showy baubles and jewlery sparkled and glinted, inviting her to pick them up.
However, what caught the young girl's eye immediately was a glimmer of something familiar, and yet strange. Amid some of the things that suspiciously resembled junk and trash, a large, smooth piece of something glinted and caught the light unlike any gemstone or jewel. It was almost entirely concealed behind behind rusty metal parts and old cobwebs. She would have to get it out to see it clearly.
As the girl reached out to touch the mysterious item, it began to glow faintly, and its vivid color was illuminated. This must be the magic I sensed, Tymiko thought to herself. Or at least part of it...who knows what other things here could posess such properties? Reaching out for the object once more, she seemed to forget she was in a shop and that everything belonged to the owner. It didn't occur to the girl there might have been a rule on not touching things. As far as she could tell, the shop looked abandoned.
