The petite water Glim shuffled around the edges of her shop, the Kneeling Boat. The morning sun dazzling through the windows and catching highlights atop many fantastic antiques. The shop was a true beauty. It reeked of dusty wood with a salty tang, as if it’s land bound mass still sailed along the ocean. Ah, the owner was immensely proud of her land bound shop, it was a true sight to behold. At least to her.
Cleannninggg, mid winter cleaninggg Azurmeer hummed happily as she stood atop a three legged stool to dust a shelf near her desk. Why the glim cleaned was the true question, the kneeling boat was quite a lost cause- for how small the shop was every inch of space there were at least 6 things filling it. Knick Knacks, candles, sea glass, fossils, old gold watches, you could find anything amongst the wreckage, even Azurmeers prized Ship Bottle collection which when opened often clogged your nose with the bitter smell of salty farts.
Oh Earl, Azurmeer peeped, as her dear friend walked into the shop, I can’t wait to see your haul this time! Many of the citizens of glimmer glade frowned upon the local pirate, for Az however, she found Earl to be quite a dear. They had been pals for years, even before he followed his passion for adventure to the sea. I’ll clear off a table for us and we can start scoring through! Hopping off the stool, the small Glim shuffled to the door, motioning her friend into the back of her shops, which was also her living quarters.
The room was far cleaner, the furnishings were oak dazzled with intraquet gold garnishes. The floor was a soft maroon rug, with shag lining. In the center was a large array of candles seated atop an oak table, surrounding it were four large chairs, one had a stack of books in which Azurmeer used to sit atop of.
