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Link of the Day: Cemeteries and Cemetery Symbols Blog (This gorgeous blog explores the meaning of cemetery symbols and other graveyard mysteries. Don't miss it.)
Literature of the Day: This is a genuinely creepy short story that I love and highly recommend. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
“The Magic Shop”
by H.G. Wells (1866-1946)
It was a little, narrow shop, not very well lit, and the door-bell pinged again with a plaintive note as we closed it behind us. For a moment or so we were alone and could glance about us. There was a tiger in papier-mache on the glass case that covered the low counter—a grave, kind-eyed tiger that waggled his head in a methodical manner; there were several crystal spheres, a china hand holding magic cards, a stock of magic fish-bowls in various sizes, and an immodest magic hat that shamelessly displayed its springs. On the floor were magic mirrors; one to draw you out long and thin, one to swell your head and vanish your legs, and one to make you short and fat like a draught; and while we were laughing at these the shopman, as I suppose, came in.
At any rate, there he was behind the counter—a curious, sallow, dark man, with one ear larger than the other and a chin like the toe-cap of a boot.
"What can we have the pleasure?" he said, spreading his long, magic fingers on the glass case; and so with a start we were aware of him.
Read the complete short story here.