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inside Alcina's Things
Aug. 3rd, 2006 02:24 pmAaand ... here we are.
*The wind chimes above the door tinkle cheerfully as they enter.*
*The shop is surprisingly complex for its size; once past the front display area, one finds oneself in a maze of shelves and cases forming all sorts of odd little alcoves. There's an illusion of solitude, even when the place is crowded. Which it isn't, today; only a few other customers are there, browsing the shelves.*
*Andrew makes a sweeping gesture at the interior of the shop.*
Don't let the kitsch displays fool you. Alcina's is the real deal. There's maybe twenty magic shops in town that sell anything beyond new-age eye candy. This is one of the three or four where the professionals go.
*The wind chimes above the door tinkle cheerfully as they enter.*
*The shop is surprisingly complex for its size; once past the front display area, one finds oneself in a maze of shelves and cases forming all sorts of odd little alcoves. There's an illusion of solitude, even when the place is crowded. Which it isn't, today; only a few other customers are there, browsing the shelves.*
*Andrew makes a sweeping gesture at the interior of the shop.*
Don't let the kitsch displays fool you. Alcina's is the real deal. There's maybe twenty magic shops in town that sell anything beyond new-age eye candy. This is one of the three or four where the professionals go.
