A very handy little Metaphysical shop. Located on the very outskirts of town, across from Fridged Fangs. This building is perched precariously on the end of a winding old dock stretching out over the river. It definitely gives off a cold and creepy vibe. It is also MUCH bigger on the inside. Don"t question it, we don"t know how either.
Once upon a time this was a grand building. Endowed with gold trimming and velvet seats and curtains. It has long since seen it's demise. Now it lies covered in dust waiting for someone to come and put on another play or show. It does however make a great spot for gangs or other... secret.. relationships.
Here lies the edge of the dome which now covers the city. The only time you can see it's shimmer is when there is fog, otherwise it appears entirely translucent. You cannot see anything on the other side other than the illusion of continuing land. If you dare to try to touch this force field you are sure to be sent flying back onto your ass with your hair sizzling.
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