a glimpse through the shop window
Come set a spell, darlin.
Under alabaster eyes and weepin' willows, we offer hand crafted, slightly spooky, oft times whimsical, though always lovingly curated artisan dice for all of those tales you tell. From natural, ethically sourced inclusions, a variety of botanicals, and shimmery gewgaws, our charming little fortune stones hope to accompany you on your next table top journey.
Have a looksee around by the light of the moon. See if our little luck Hippocampus, Ambrose, has something you might be looking for. Thanks for visiting sugh, door's always open, and we hope to see you again real soon. In the meanwhile, I'm wishin you and all the tales you tell, well.
Your huckleberry friend, Talia
From The Codex
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The Which-Way Year.
Talia SampsonLast year was a which-way year. This one is fixin’ to become the same. It’s been going every which way in both luck and troubles. Allow me to explain. I...
The Which-Way Year.
Talia SampsonLast year was a which-way year. This one is fixin’ to become the same. It’s been going every which way in both luck and troubles. Allow me to explain. I...
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The moon did rise, and well, there it was.
Talia SampsonI know we often reference how much or how little light the moon reflects or the act of turning pages, closing chapters, and cracking open books to describe a new...
The moon did rise, and well, there it was.
Talia SampsonI know we often reference how much or how little light the moon reflects or the act of turning pages, closing chapters, and cracking open books to describe a new...
