Book Peddler's Tent

As you enter the book tent, you are greeted by the familiar smell of old paper and cobwebs. Dim candlelight illuminates the stacks of dusty books, casting shadows on the walls. The book peddler, a grizzled old man with a crooked nose, watches you with a sly grin as you approach.

"Welcome, my friend," he says, his voice raspy from years of shouting over the marketplace crowds.
"I see you've got plenty of coin to spend. Feel free to take your time and have a look around. I've got all sorts of rare and interesting books here."

You nod, already drawn in by the promise of hidden treasures among the shelves. You can't wait to dig in and see what secrets these dusty old tomes have to reveal. The book peddler settles back into his chair, content to let you rummage through his wares as long as you keep filling your coin purse. You spend hours lost among the stacks, the flickering candlelight casting a warm glow over your discovery.

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