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The burlap closed over her like a tomb. "A bag?" Really? The whisper slithered through the thick, drunken air, curling around Grimn’s mind like ivy through cracked stone. "How very... rude. Is this how you treat your friends, Grimn?" The words slithered, low and syrup-sweet, laced with...

The doll’s gaze never wavered from Grimn, her smile eternal, as if it were carved into her porcelain face by time itself. The noise of the Goblin Market, the endless chattering, bartering, and haggling, all faded into a dull hum, as though the world had simply ceased to exist around them as she...

The Goblin Market pulsed with life, shifting and twisting like a living thing, its lantern-lit pathways thick with the scents of damp earth, burning herbs, and the metallic tang of old magic. Stalls spilled over with strange and forbidden and stolen things. The air was alive with haggling...