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... I'm sorry guys... I vow to serve you as your loyal puppet, to stand by your side and obey your every wish without complaint. I promise to take my strings and wear them with pride, never ashamed of who and what I am.
> Very good.
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Wheremst the fuck are you getting a prophecy from???? You guys really are crazy.
Well, there's no need for name-calling! Words can hurt you know, you should be kind and courteous.
Alright, you're starting to spiral. Can you tell me five things you can see?
unless those five things are the four limbs and head of my friend then i’m kinda refising to process anyting rght now, sorry. i know this is soe srot of calming excercise bt i cant calm until iknow wherethr fuck he is
Heyo! You don't sound crazy to me, but you do sound sterssed af.
yeah i’m just
a lots happened in the last few days and i don’t relaly know whats going on and i am so fucing stressed like for real
She hangs off of every word, nodding seriously as the Keeper leans back. "Then I'll come back in a lot, and I'll try to bring stuff when I can. The Collection deserves lots of nice things, and so do you!" Grinning happily, she leans across the counter and hugs the Keeper tightly, then pats the countertop with one hand.
[This time, the Keeper accepts the hug more willingly, arms coming up to wrap around you. They pat you on the back before releasing you, and the floorboards creak cheerfully as if in response to your pat.]
The Collection and I will look forward to every visit. Soar freely and with excitement in your heart, sunchild.
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Day's expression is one of pure delight as she listens to the Keeper's laughter and the shop's reaction. It seems like it has a language all its own, one she can't wait to learn. Giving a small wiggle of happiness, she blushes slightly. "Aww, thanks Keeper. I'll try and remember to bring two things next time, so I have something for you and something for the Collection!" A sudden nervous look appears on her face. "It's um... it's okay if I come back to visit, right? I'll bring gifts!"
[One mouth still chuckles gently, as the shop settles around you, the hinges creaking gleefully. The Keeper’s gaze is warm as it settles back on you, and they lean in conspiratorially, although their tone is light.]
You are welcome in this shop anytime, with or without a gift. Come by enough, and the Collection may just find something that it thinks that you like.
[They lean back again, eyes glittering brightly.]
"Wow... so the Collection really is alive?" Staring around the shop in newfound fascination, the girl waves brightly at a few items that seem like they could be watching her. "Hi Collection! Thank you too for letting me visit!" She doesn't really expect a response, but it's good to be polite all the same. "Oh, that's right, I haven't told you my name either. I'm Day, it's nice to properly meet you!"
[Everything hangs silent for a moment, before the Keeper bursts out into genuine laughter, chirps and chitters overlapping each other. The Collection appears to laugh too, as the floorboards creak gently, and some of the charms shiver and chime brightly. The atmosphere shifts, warm and friendly now.]
Oh, you’re precious, sunchild. Day, a fitting name for you, isn’t it? Wonderful to properly make your acquaintance.
Beaming at the acceptance, the girl watches in fascination as the Keeper does their thing. "Wow... hmm... I guess I'd just like to know more about you. Should I just call you the Keeper like everyone else? And how did you end up with a place like this...? It's so incredible, there has to be a cool story there. But only if you want to share it, you don't have to."
[There is a worn, wooden stool besides you that they gesture to as they carefully tuck away the threads of happiness.]
Feel free to sit, if you feel that you may stick around for some time. You may call me the Keeper, yes; any other name has long faded by now.
[Their eyes twinkle with amusement at your questions, as they settle back for the conversation.]
I was lucky enough to be gifted the opportunity to look after this Collection. As a youngling, I stumbled upon it, back when it was infinitely smaller; but a simple box and a few trinkets. And once such a Collection finds someone willing to look over it, it tends to be loathe to let the new guardian go. I saw the opportunity for what it was. I traded away much to gift it the chance to grow, but I’d say that it repaid the sacrifices ten times over.That’s the story you’ll get for now- who knows what you may hear in the future?
