Inside
The ceiling is hung with dried herbs, tools, lanterns, objects on hooks you cannot name. The shelves go back further than seems possible. At the counter, the brass bell. Behind it, the ladder on its rail.
You do not know what half of it is. That is the point. Browse slowly. Take what calls to you.
On the shelves
The Swallow Pin
Hard enamel, aged bronze. No text. Just the bird. The secret signal — when you see another, you will know.
Visit the shop →More to come
The shelves are still being filled. Come back soon.
Step Outside
Back to the entrance, the worn step, the board.
Step outside
The Village
Back to the square, the bulletin board, the other paths.
Return to the village
