Becoming Desire | TG STORY
Logan stumbled upon the strange shop purely by chance. Tucked away in an alley off the busy city streets, the place had no sign and barely any lights, just a strange shimmer that seemed to pull him in. He had no idea why he entered—curiosity, boredom, maybe both—but something in the air felt different as soon as he stepped inside. The shop was filled with odd trinkets, shimmering potions, and what looked like ancient scrolls. At the back, an old woman sat behind a counter, her eyes gleaming with an almost predatory amusement. "Looking for something special, are we?" she asked, her voice low and cryptic. Logan shrugged, not entirely sure how to respond. "Just browsing," he said, but his eyes lingered on a small, intricately designed vial filled with a thick, glittering liquid. He felt drawn to it, his fingers tingling with anticipation as he reached for it. "Ahh, that one," the woman said, her grin widening. "That potion is meant for… transformation. A...