'Wooaaahhh!
The Cliches were true!'
Kael thought inwardly as he stared at the scene unfolding in front of him.
While he walked around the market, trying to find a suitable Egg, 30 minutes later, his
No, even calling it a stall was overstating it.
It was just an old man sitting cross-legged beside a worn-out cloth, displaying a few strange objects for sale.
Of course, most of those objects were useless, and no one cared about the old man and whatever he sold.
However…
Kael's
*Image*