The old door opens with a soft creak, spilling a little shower of surprised notes from its tiny bell…, and a few fiercely-golden dust motes greet you with a lazy swirl as you enter this beguiling curiosity shop, here at the far end of Main Street, in Green Town.

Low rays of orange October sunlight warmly usher you through a threshold of shadowy gingerbread trim – into a realm of cool underwater-stillness and mummy-gauze smell…, and you become aware of the papery whisper of ancient posters, the low chatter of mysterious ceramics, and the soft rustle of fabric troubled by restless tattoos... Symbols and images mix both dark and light in you, as they trickle by like decanting dandelion wine...

By all means, look around...! We hope you find what you've come looking for, and that, whatever that happens to be – “it” doesn't mind that it's been found... But we don't advise you to linger too long after midnight -- because the Carnival's coming to Green Town (it's an Autumn tradition, since before you were even born. Who tells us? Why, Tom Fury tells us...!). We wouldn't miss it for the world, and it's probably best you're not left behind. In the night. In the dark.

Oh, there's still plenty of time yet to browse. You may discover "a special gift" for that certain "October Friend" you know of..., or perhaps you've only just realized you're seeking something for yourself that you didn't know you wanted -- yet now know you must possess...

Welcome to the Green Town Emporium!