Silver Heart (Present Day)
Before me, was a giant underground market that had brick and mortar shops in every available nook and cranny, leaving large areas open for entertainment and other uses. The multipurpose area held performances, street food, henna services, and flea market-style shops. This underground bazaar was full of sellers from every lifestyle, but they were all far from human, and the wares were a hodgepodge of magical items and herbs. I would venture to guess that I could even find cursed and possessed objects lurking with some seedy sellers in the dark corners.
This isn’t The Botanical Gardens… I must be dreaming—
I pinched myself HARD on the arm.
Ouch!
A small blossom of blood appeared under my nails, coloring my ghostly skin. Staunching it quickly with the pads of my fingers, I took a shaky breath.
Ok… I’m somehow tripping… Or, another possibility, is that the apparent concussion is worse than I thought…