Literature
Celeste: a Malifaux story
She gazed in awe and wonder through the shop window. Inside behind several layers of protection: iron, glass and magic; lay several different crystals, each one glowing with its own eerie light. From their sizes, she could tell that the smallest of them; was less than than nail on her little finger, whilst the largest was closer to the size of her thumb. This was not the first time she had seen them: neither would it be the last.
Yet it was rare to see so many together, much rarer to see them on this side of the Atlantic. The young woman looked up and down Briggate before peeling herself away from her awestruck fascination; and over towards h