「奇幻百貨」的店主 The proprietor of “Emporium of Wonders”

Her eyes shone with the spark of hidden knowledge, and her voice carried the melody of the ancient earth.

2024.04.23

在一個被遺忘故事的迷霧環繞的小鎮上，有一間古怪的店鋪隱藏在現實與魔法的褶皺之間。店門上的招牌寫著「珍的奇幻百貨」，據說，如果你帶著真誠的心進入，你可以找到你靈魂渴望的任何事物。

珍，這家店的守護者，不是你平常見到的店主。她的眼睛閃耀著隱藏知識的火花，她的聲音攜帶著古老大地的旋律。她在擺滿奇特小玩意的走道間穿梭，向穿過開窗的風低語秘密。

一個霧濛濛的早晨，一個眼睛充滿好奇的小男孩推開了門。門鈴宣布了他的到來，迎接他的是茉莉和舊書的甜美氣味。珍以一種溫暖如毛毯的聲音說：「歡迎來到我的百貨店，你在我的奇幻世界裡尋找什麼？」

小男孩起初有些猶豫，但最終找到了勇氣說：「我在尋找勇氣，」他的聲音幾乎聽不見。

珍會心一笑，帶領他來到一個角落，那裡的陽光努力穿透陰暗，照亮了一個小巧、樸素的盒子。「這，」她說，「裝著你所尋求的勇氣，但它不是用硬幣或黃金買來的。它要求以交換—面對你的恐懼的勇氣，以換取克服它們的力量。」

小男孩明白了代價，莊重地點了點頭。他拿起了盒子，感覺到一股溫暖在他體內擴散。他帶著感激的心離開了珍的店鋪，沒有帶走任何物品，而是帶著一種全新的力量在他的精神內共鳴。

隨著門在他身後關上，珍對消散的霧語言：「另一個靈魂學會了他們尋求的已在他們內在。」說完，她回到了她的百貨店，準備指導下一個尋找者在他們的旅程上。

Once in a town wrapped in the mist of forgotten tales, there was a quaint shop nestled between the folds of reality and magic. The sign above the door read "Jane's Emporium of Wonders," and it was said that if you entered with a true heart, you could find anything your soul yearned for.

Jane, the keeper of the shop, was not your average proprietor. Her eyes shone with the spark of hidden knowledge, and her voice carried the melody of the ancient earth. She moved between the aisles filled with odd trinkets, whispering secrets to the wind that danced through the open windows.

One misty morning, a young boy, eyes wide with wonder, pushed open the door. The chime announced his arrival, and he was greeted by the sweet scent of jasmine and old books. “Welcome to my emporium,” Jane said, her voice as comforting as a warm blanket. “What seeks you in my world of wonders?”

The boy, hesitant at first, found his courage and spoke, “I’m looking for courage,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jane smiled knowingly and led him to a corner where the sunbeams fought through the gloom to illuminate a small, plain box. “This,” she said, “holds the courage you seek, but it cannot be bought with coins or gold. It asks for a trade—the courage to face your fears in exchange for the strength to overcome them.”

The boy, understanding the price, nodded solemnly. He took the box and felt a warmth spread through him. With a grateful heart, he left Jane’s shop, not with an object, but with a newfound strength resonating within his spirit.

As the door closed behind him, Jane whispered to the vanishing mist, “Another soul learns that what they seek is already within them.” And with that, she turned back to her emporium, ready to guide the next seeker on their journey.

My Name is Jane.