❛ stitched together ❜

@ofpatchworkqueen     //       on the road .     (● ´ω   ` ●)

the shop was cluttered,    stocked with books in    varying    states of worn      &    unidentifiable trinkets    ——   oddly beautiful in a way    foreign     to his visual experiences.    packed as it was,    the    filtered     bars of light complemented the displays,    &     he found himself     enraptured    ,     eyes fastened on the     myriad     of   glowing    colors as they projected onto    rustic     walls.     attention fixated,     an unassuming presence took him by surprise.     swiveling,     he surveyed the young woman with    undisguisable    curiosity,     before commenting genially,      the ghost of a smile    elevating    his features with uncharacteristic ease,     ‘     your shop is fascinating.     ’

the back room of the shop had to be her most favorite place. all of the objects  — crystals, herbs, books... all little items that held power that some didn’t believe in. the female sighed softly as she shut the door to the backroom and made her way upfront. green eyes fell on one of the most g o r g e o u s men she’d ever seen. fulls lips curled in a soft smile as she glanced around.  ❛ thank you sir...❜ she stood in front of him and dear god did he make her feel small.  ❛ were you looking for something? we’ve got loads of new items. ❜ nervous — that’s what she felt.