Now Open
((Open Thread))
The sign appeared in the window of a once vacant corner shop. Workmen had been busy for three weeks prior and a small slight woman in blue had been occasionally glimpsed bustling around the premises ordering shelves and display cases placed "just so." The paint on the exterior was a silvery white colour, with silver trim with a dark blue door"the sign hanging in front was dark blue and read:
Silver Speaks
In an elegant script. Under that it read:
"Custom Jewelry and Leatherworks"
In the same, but smaller script.
As you enter, the Proprietress could be viewed at a worktable in the back, almost hidden behind display cases filled with stunning jewelry, necklaces, earrings, bracelets, and circlets for one's hair, hair pins and barrettes. Belts and other fashion accessories were in another case. All appeared to be of the highest quality. Most were crafted from silver, but some are gold, platinum and other precious metals.
There is also a case filled with the raw materials for crafting that special one of a kind piece. Strands of silver, gold, platinum and pewter flow around small piles of diamonds, rubies, emeralds, pearls, amethysts and other stones are on display to inspire that one-of-a-kind custom piece for that sweetheart. The counter at the back has a small sign that reads: "ring bell for service." In front it is, oddly enough, a small silver bell. On the walls are pictures of men and women wearing some of the pieces found in the store, as well as some beautiful artwork crafted by local artisans. Behind the counter are two doors, one of which leads upstairs to the space Xania now calls home, a cozy little apartment right above. The other door leads to her safe and a private room where she shows the most rare and exemplary items for those patrons with truly discerning tastes. The shop is warm and comfortable feeling, giving the air that you could find not only a simple inexpensive piece for any occasion to the high end pieces you'd pick for your close loved one.
Xania steps out from the back worktable, smoothes her tunic and makes her way to the door. Taking a deep'very deep"breath, she flips the sign over and unlocks the door. Reminding herself that she's got a solid plan and customers already, she reassures herself by thinking of Eless and Will, and Eless" love of all things sparkly: It's ok if no one comes in on the first day. You already have the wedding deal locked up.
Throwing the door wide open, it's official.
She's open for business.
Won't you come in?
In an elegant script. Under that it read:
"Custom Jewelry and Leatherworks"
In the same, but smaller script.
As you enter, the Proprietress could be viewed at a worktable in the back, almost hidden behind display cases filled with stunning jewelry, necklaces, earrings, bracelets, and circlets for one's hair, hair pins and barrettes. Belts and other fashion accessories were in another case. All appeared to be of the highest quality. Most were crafted from silver, but some are gold, platinum and other precious metals.
There is also a case filled with the raw materials for crafting that special one of a kind piece. Strands of silver, gold, platinum and pewter flow around small piles of diamonds, rubies, emeralds, pearls, amethysts and other stones are on display to inspire that one-of-a-kind custom piece for that sweetheart. The counter at the back has a small sign that reads: "ring bell for service." In front it is, oddly enough, a small silver bell. On the walls are pictures of men and women wearing some of the pieces found in the store, as well as some beautiful artwork crafted by local artisans. Behind the counter are two doors, one of which leads upstairs to the space Xania now calls home, a cozy little apartment right above. The other door leads to her safe and a private room where she shows the most rare and exemplary items for those patrons with truly discerning tastes. The shop is warm and comfortable feeling, giving the air that you could find not only a simple inexpensive piece for any occasion to the high end pieces you'd pick for your close loved one.
Xania steps out from the back worktable, smoothes her tunic and makes her way to the door. Taking a deep'very deep"breath, she flips the sign over and unlocks the door. Reminding herself that she's got a solid plan and customers already, she reassures herself by thinking of Eless and Will, and Eless" love of all things sparkly: It's ok if no one comes in on the first day. You already have the wedding deal locked up.
Throwing the door wide open, it's official.
She's open for business.
Won't you come in?