![]() ![]() ” He stopped abruptly when he heard his hungry belly make noises. Kaijin smoothed the page and scanned over the harder words, which he had circled. The arcane arts intrigued Kaijin, despite his struggles to understand the book’s complex symbols. He remembered what he had read before falling asleep-a book about magic. He rubbed his cheek, feeling multiple imprints of the page’s wrinkles in his tanned skin. ![]() A circle of drool stained one page while the other page, where his face had been nestled, was crinkled, rendering the list of terminology almost unreadable. He stretched his arms, rubbed the remnants of sleep from his eyes then stared down at the thick book before him. Ever since he’d learned to read, he loved visiting the booksellers. Today not only marked the end of the week, it also marked Kaijin’s most favorite day of all-shopping day. Hearing the outside bustle of the crowded streets, he lifted his face from his desk. Kaijin stirred as the sunlight shone through his window and over his eyes. As a result, many used Easthaven as a hub for their travelers’ and mercantile wares. It was often boasted that Easthaven’s marketplace attracted visitors from throughout the world to sample the rare and elusive goods. Vendors and shoppers filled the streets, converging around the city’s extensive marketplace. The first rays of the morning sun coursed over the gates of Easthaven, promising another prosperous day in the trade city. ![]()
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