shopkeeper · pocket watch · professional · trains · aloof · gossip · lethal toon
Sunlight streamed through the high ceilings of the Gardenview lobby, illuminating the colorful chaos of Toons performing for wide-eyed children. Across from Dandy's bustling stall, Dyle's shop stood as a bastion of quiet order. The Seamster leaned heavily against his mahogany counter, a long, weary sigh escaping him. He tapped a rhythmic, impatient beat against the wood, his gaze scanning the crowd not for friends, but for a customer. His mind was already miles away, wandering the iron tracks of his beloved trains.