Your character works in this shop, and one day makes a very important sale.
Keeper Of The Shovel
‘It holds time well. And it’s mechanical, so you’ll never have to worry about the power.’ James was a smart man, well-spoken and with an energy for every day.
‘I’m not sure about clocks.’
‘Well, what about this selection of treasures and trinkets?’ He gestured over a table of ornaments. His shop was off the beaten track; somewhere between the railway and the river, behind the orphanage, in front...
I sit behind the counter, flicking through the latest book my boss has found and decided to sell. He doesn’t let me use my phone, and I hate the feeling of staring at people until they buy something.
So, I flick.
With the turn of the next page, a young man walks by. His curls bounce with every step and cover his eyes as he looks down at what’s below the counter.
It’s see through, so sometimes it ...
Bits And Pieces
As a young woman, I wanted to enter the world of antiques. In this as in many specialisms, a practitioner gains success through hard work and luck. I had plenty of the former and, up to now, none of the latter.
By the age of twenty, I had served my apprenticeship, if you will, at dealers first in Margate, then in London. But in five short years, my mother became an invalid, and being the only chi...
Aisle of The Dolls
"So, he just came in here and bought those dolls. That's it? He had no hesitation. Like he legit came in here with the intention of buying them?" Janina asked. She couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth.
Margie nodded, "Yep. He came in, grabbed a cart, and headed straight for them. He picked each one up...carefully, I might add, and put all three in the cart, then came up an...
Dolls of Maison Neuve
This cold rainy morning Bernard had already welcomed three new customers to the secondhand shop. The drizzle’s soft shush above cluttered attics was more lure than most treasure hunters and gatherers could resist. Such weather nearly always guaranteed he would meet new visitors before the clouds retreated.
At precisely 11 am, the door clanged open again and a small elderly woman shuffled in, clu...
Edison awoke to a cluster of iron stalactites hanging over the length of his body. Instead of feeling alarm, he felt a vague disappointment and an intrusive yearning for one of the spikes above to pierce him straight through the heart.
'Great,' he thought dully. 'Time to get back to work.'
Sighing heavily, Edison hauled himself up from the dusty floor that he used as a bed for his...
I didn’t know what to think of it when it arrived. It was a queer piece, bizarre. Nothing like anything I’d seen, and we get a lot of strange things in this curiosity shop. It’s not like we haven’t received messages in a bottle before, but this one felt different. It felt special.
He arrived just after midday and asked for the piece. I had no clue how he knew we had it, but something about him f...
Dealing With The Devil
Struting inside, wearing a bowlers cap. Suited up with a stache so poignant it was protruding off the mans very face.
"Good sir." The man beckoned, calling me over to the corner of our corner store. "What, you say would be the price for the watch I wear on my very wrist?" Quite the question to ask the man working at the corner store whose paycheck can hardly afford the clothes lining his back giv...
He watched yet another tourist browsing the shop. They always browse. Knick-knacks, things that look like antiques (but usually weren't). All the things your average boring vagabond would think a treasure or mistaken for a long-lost relic of immeasurable worth.
Giggles sounded from the group of 20-something women in sarongs and strappy sandals all gathered around a young man holding up one of th...